The sleeper compartment was nearly as big as asmall camping trailer, and the bed when I climbed up onto it, did seembig enough.It actually was big eno...gh until Rose climbed in and it seemed odd tosee her in a long white nightgown. I'd started thinking of her inmasculine terms given she wasn't dressed like a man. She wore jeans andboots but had a loose fitting blouse in a white polyester that didn'tfully hide a camisole. The nightgown was cotton and definitely forsleeping.My mother used to joke. I then started to lick the penis up and down the entire length covering his entire penis with my saliva.Then just as I saw on the DVD I positioned my head above Stephens penis and lowered my lips beyond the tip of Stephens penis taking as much of it as I could and slowly bobbed my head, I could feel Stephen pushing his penis deeper and deeper into my mouth.Our strokes began to become united, as my head went down his penis came up and within a couple of minutes of doing this Stephen grabbed the. “What?” Jasmine wondered aloud before her sleeping mind caught up and she realized a new day had started. Then ... she remembered.“Honey, come back to bed,” she whispered sexily just as the lantern came on full.“Can’t. Gotta pee – bad, “ he returned as he danced around trying to pull his pants up with one hand while reaching for his boots with the other.She lay there giggling quietly as he threw on his weapons. A few seconds later, he and the wolves were gone.Jasmine, a big smile on her face,. It was close to 10PM and I made my way through the crowd to the place Matt mentioned he and Art were hanging out. Matt recognized me immediately and walked over and hugged me tight. God he smelled good. At 26, he was looking as good as he looked in school. Art was right behind him sitting on the stool and I noticed him as Matt held me. I nodded to him and while enjoying the hug, realized Art was a good looking guy. Once Matt and I separated, I got introduced to Art. Art was 32, as tall and well.