He even told her about how he was starting to dream and think like Jenny, even when he was well aware that he was still William Burns.She sat and list...ned with rapt attention, fully aware that he would never have normally opened up to her in this way, and felt a curious mixture of emotions.She was annoyed, certainly at the way he had purloined her identity and how he had even tricked her into letting him take her photograph to help maintain his charade. She was intrigued at the descriptions. I notice briefly before my eyelids slam shut that the venue remains unaltered. The environment is identical to the point I fell back against the delicate toile pillows and fell fast asleep, exhausted, spent, and at peace. Slightly rough white-washed walls, all still standing, surround me in sheer defiant spite of the earth-shattering orgasms my lover skillfully elicited from the very nucleus of my soul. Parquet flooring that I fondly recall feeling delectably cold and smooth against my bare. Luckily for Tom, he spotted a rest area just ahead of them. He pulled in, parked in a shaded area near the back, and shut off the truck’s engine. Linda tugged on his erection to get him to turn toward her, then she knelt on the floor, bent her head, and licked the florid, arrow-shaped tip of his cock, tasting the salty, taste of his excitement. ‘Ohhhhh!!!’ Tom exclaimed, thrusting his hips forward, trying to get Linda to take him in her mouth. Linda took just the swollen tip between her lips. Polly lifts her legs and wraps them around Michele's flanks, pulling hercloser. Polly guides Michele's rampant penis inside her hot, butteryentrance and she humps away, kissing and raking Michele's flanks withher high-heels, goading Michele to fuck her harder.Michele slams her turgid member in and out of Polly for a few minutesbut she can feel her orgasm approaching rapidly. Polly is close tocoming again too and she pants her sweet breath in Michele's earwhispering obscenities, drumming her.