” “Slow down and turn up there,” Brooke instructed. When he made a puzzled sound, she said, “Trust me.” Dan made the turn and started uphill... “Pull off right at the top of the hill. There’s a gravel lot there.” Dan remembered a small civil war era graveyard there, and that the lot was for it. He stopped as soon as he pulled onto the gravel, and Brooke said, “Let’s go.” He had to hurry to keep up with her as she skirted along the fence surrounding the graveyard, with her camera in hand. He broke. She smiled and told him to switch seats with her. He smiled and they swapped seats so that now, her hand was squeezing his eight inch cock through his pants. She knew enough to not squeeze to hard or fast or he would shoot his load right then and there. She had magic hands, he always told her. He rested his hand casually on her leg for a while but, it was too much for her as well. She slid down the seat so that his hand was pressed under her skirt and against the silk of her panties. The. " OK Tristan will do."The line went dead. Tristan turned to the comm.'s officer. "Thanks. Let me know the moment anything comes in." Yes, sir."Tristan turned and wandered to the kitchen. There was nothing more he could do until everything was set up. He was hungry now, and the wine he had left on the patio would be warm.Aesia stood looking at her sleeping three-year-old daughter, Tristain. She had moved about in her sleep and ended up lying across her bed, arms thrown out either side of her.. Then he lubed up his cock with some, before trying to force his way in. I also rubbed some of the lube onto my pussy and his cock. "Slowly" I said, and the guy did as he was told. He forced it all the way in, and I told him, hold it there as my ass loosened around his shaft. "Oh yea, that's it" I moaned "fuck that ass" He slowly stroked in and out, I let out soft oooos as he did. "That's it, faster now, fuck my ass dammit" I said, and he built up a steady rhythm. I put her feet up on his.