Non-descript Americana at it's best. An icecream parlor, a 5 and 10 store, big yellow school buses running to thethree small schools, and a Mom and Po... sort of a grocery store. No SuperWal-Mart here yet. The air was crisp and clean with Autumn's breezecarrying the hint of Winter's breath on it. Leaves swirled down thecracked macadam street as it ran off in front of his Chevy. In a barrenlot, to the right, sat a large green tent with a yellow flag displayedat the top. Signs tacked to nearby. .I want you to fill me.”He slapped her bum and then turned her over, onto her back, and pushing her knees up to her shoulders, stuck two fingers in her shitty arse.Her cunt was still gaping wide open as she started to piss.A fountain of urine sprayed about four inches into the air before falling back onto her and running down her belly.Ivan soon had his mouth over it, and as he drunk from her, he pulled his fingers out of her arsehole and stuck them into her open mouth.She sucked at them. She had to know if Kati's bottom felt as good as it looked. Still supporting Kati with her left hand, Franzi brought her right hand from under Kati and placed it on the small of her back. "Now kick your feet and move your arms like you are swimming" Franzi instructed.Kati started to move her arms and legs as Franzi held on. Slowly, a hand made it's way down Kati's back and came to rest. The rhythmic movement of Kati's butt cheeks caused Franzi to begin rubbing them up and down, side to. In a way, I thought I was doing a good thing letting her use her pretty mouth and talented tongue on me in the middle of the night because it was a way to keep her from fooling around with those female loving hound dogs that loved to shove their noses up young girl’s dresses to see if they were wearing panties.Between you and me, I didn’t hold with the womenfolk having anything to do with the animal world. That was one of the reasons why I never could get overly friendly with any dog in.