The sides of the valley were covered with houses, each group set off from the others with trees. She couldn't see any roads, but there were plenty of ...aths, and not a few bicycles.She'd expected the tram to run straight, but they hugged the edge of the valley, occasionally climbing over some obstruction rather than cutting onto the flat ground to go around it. She finally asked Aunt Jessica about that."All of the land in the middle is for growing crops," Aunt Jessica replied. "The only. ....I closed my eyes relaxed and pushed back a little, Ouch!!!his head stretched my pussy up as he slowly dipped his tip in and out of me, Wow what a cock I wanted more so i pushed back some more feeling his cock filling my pussy "aaaahhhhh oooh yeah that's it take it babe" Remy moaned, I pushed down even further and felt how his big thick cock slid deeper in me, I started riding him taking his cock deeper in with every pump, inch by inch until my booty touched his abs, Remy was now slowly. On arrival, Willie greeted me in the front yard of her home. When I say "greeted me," it was NOT with a handshake, but a very big hug (remember in Part #1 of this story I said she was strong). We made eye contact, and she led me into her house.Willie's decorating was not to my taste, but it was consistent with her attitude toward life. Her decor was quite Bohemian, with nothing really matching anything else. It wasn't that she could not afford matching articles - she was simply expressing. Brett as she now knew his name was extremely tall, well over six feet with extremely long dark hair, a mustache and matching goatee, along with several interesting tattoos which she now admired, especially as Kat had several of her own.As she sat listening to him play his guitar, she felt herself becoming aroused, wondering what it might be that he wanted to talk to her about, her mind already imagining what it might be like to make love with him. It had in fact been a while since she'd been.