Duncan stood, a forlorn sight, watching until her plane was out of sight. Driving back to Chelan he decided the smartest plan was to drive his RV to B...ise, towing the little BMW. They’d been planning on towing it on the now aborted photo safari so he already had the tow equipment on hand. It would only take a few minutes to hook it up. He would store his own small car in Chelan and pick it up after he left Boise. He was on the road by late afternoon, feeling blue. His cell phone rang as he was. When we made it to the hotel I went to get some ice and she went on to the room. When I returned to the room she was laying on the bed watching swamp people. As I put the ice away she turned the tv off and said come on big boy. When I turned to her I could see straight up her skirt so as I climbed in bed I ran my tongue up her leg to her inner thigh. Slowly making my way to her pussy she had freshly shaven . I was licking her pussy all the way from asshole to clit she would squirm Everytime. -“It's flesh, it's flesh, not marble, not statue ! It's genuine flesh !” She said.She approached the glass of water to my lips on the same side where there were traces of herlipstick and said :-“Drink, if you're not a statue you can drink ! ”Then she put her feet on my feet and after patting my cheeks said :-“It's authentic flesh, in fact you can drink ! It means I can kiss these lips !“As she was approaching her lips to mine, she suddenly stopped saying :-“Oh ! Oh ! Who's there ? Who's. It was on a gay erotic story site that I posted my first short story. You may or may not have read it here. It is called "Highway Hookup" and it is about an encounter when I was a teen.I got some nice feedback, some offers to exchange photos and of course the usual criticisms. One of the emails I got was from an 80-year-old gentleman. We began exchanging emails and photos. Well as our exchange developed he began telling me about his life and experiences. I in turn told him about mine. We shared.