There was one obvious source of income. One of her boyfriends had worked diligently to get her to spread her legs for cash and she’d tried it a coup...e of times. Not bad but not like caring copulation either. But for her own support, that might be different.Melody wasn’t very interested in cocks, enjoying her time with Bree’s luscious body, but reflected that it might help with the B&B’s mostly male clientele. How to structure it though? They came up with a “premium” package that would be. At about 10 pm, I let the fire start to burn down, and crawled into mytent and sleeping bag. Even with the crackling of the embers, I couldhear an occasional coyote howl, and a night owl hooting away.On this night, the moon was barely visible, so it made it that muchdarker out. But it made for a clear sky to view stars by. Usually were Ilived, you could hardly see the stars from the city lights reflecting offof the ozone. But out here away from all of that, you had a much clearerview of what. I was climbing up to a nice pre-orgasmic glow when Max, my short, lean bulldog trotted in to the room. I let Max assist me on many a masturbation session and, when he felt like it, join in for a rub-off of his own but that night I really didn’t want the company. He walked right up between my legs to investigate what I was up to.Usually I laid face down to grind against a pillow and if Max wanted to participate he would lick my puss from behind and mount me to fuck his slippery, red dick against. And then we kissed each other on the lips, exchanging our saliva. I enjoyed that kiss very much.We finished our coffee and discussed the plan for the day. We had to go sightseeing which both of us were not very interested in. But because we had to send at least a few photos to our family members back home, we had to go out.Me: Let’s have bathroom sex, aunt.Aunt: Let’s keep it for some other time. For now, let’s just get ready and roam around.Me (disappointed): At least let’s have a bath.