“It’s been a long time.” I laid her down on a bed of leaves, then tasted her smoothly shaved pussy. With the preliminaries over, we fucked like ...oung newlyweds on their honeymoon. Time had not dulled her passions for that one either.I did my best to satisfy her lust. I did alright until getting to the point of no return. Finally, it was time to release a gusher of cum deep inside Angela’s hot pussy. She moaned and moaned assuring me that I had done the right thing.We sat on a log catching our. No one was there. I had seen the gps of all trucks on a tv screen earlier, no one would show up. Did he actually mean it? This isn’t the first time he has said that. Think it’s actually the fourth but I have always laughed at him. Our reasoning was we wouldn’t know what to do with each other. Shit I needed fluids for the truck. He had forgotten to give them to me. Easily I could push it off till the next morning but I wanted to still be near him. I watched his dark form walk back to the shop. ‘See you later.’ In anticipation of Becky’s arrival I had prepared a Lasagne. I expected her about seven, reasoning that she would go back to her flat first to pick up a change of clothes. She turned up at eight. I couldn’t be angry as I really had little idea of how estate agents worked. Any way, she was dressed to excite, in the black leather trousers and a sweater that did little to hide her magnificent bust. The Lasagne was a little overcooked by this time, but went down well with the. We don' mean to barge in or nuthin'," he tried to reassure them. "We wus just passin' through," he tried to explain."Trade?" Asked the Indian."Trade," Samuel asked. "Yuh wanna trade for safe passage. Shure, shure we can do that, can't we boys."Both young men nodded they're heads eagerly in agreement. As Samuel and the Indian leader approached, he pulled out a wad of money they had stolen and offered it to the Indian."No good!" Was the warrior's only reply."What else can we offer him Uncle.