I spoke to Winnie and told her, again, that I'd be in the outback for the weekend.I was waiting for Diana a bit past eight on a warm Sydney Saturday. ...'d filled the fuel and checked the coolant. I'd also brought four bottles of water. I had a few clothes and my toiletries in a back pack. I also had a map and my Collected Verse of Banjo Paterson.We had a pleasant drive to Yass, where I turned north on 81."Where are you going?" "Just a bit up here. To Boorowa." "There's nothing these. Just a few. I had hoped she had not heard our conversation but I was wrong."John, I am sorry I didn't know you had a girlfriend or I would not have suggested going out last Friday." That's alright Laurie, Dana and I are broken up." I am sorry to hear that, but from what I heard it seems for the best. I agree with Paul, a guy, if he is going to be pussy whipped should only be whipped by his current girlfriend," Laurie said with a sly, flirtatious smile"Are we still on for this weekend," she asked."Sure, how. “ I can’t wait anymore,” grunts someone behind meI’m bent forward as a cock is put in my cunt.His hips begin frantically snapping against my ass as he grabs my tits. He pulls and squeezes on them. All I can do is moan and beg for him to go faster. With a last thrust he spills inside me.As soon as he pulls out, I’m made to sit on another man’s cock. As I ride him, I take a cock in each hand and my mouth. Soon my face and hair are covered in cum. As the men finish more cum is pumped into me,. I rolled to the edge of the bed and got my feet on the floor, when I sat up, I could feel the air shifting in the punching bag and I moaned. He told me to get dressed offering suggestions with what he wanted me to wear. He liked my super short "cheerleader" skirt and insisted I wear that along with a tube top. After dressing he reached down the front of my skirt and pulled up the now clamped tube that was still attached to the punching bag blown up inside of.