I kissed her for a moment and started moving down. I kissed her neck and gave her a love bite. Then one more on the other side. I went down and starte... licking and kissing the upper side of her right boob. I gave her a love bite there. I did the same on the left side, then I bit her underboobs one by one both side.Finally, I took her right nipple in my mouth and gave it a small bite. She let out a sweet moan. Again I took the same nipple and bit hard. She moaned harder. This time I didn’t do. "Suck me, beautiful," I told her.She stared at my dick for a moment and then leaned forward, engulfing me slowly. Compared to my s!sters, she was very inexperienced regarding oral sex but she was a fast learner. I pulled her top and bra off, letting her beautiful tits swing freely as she eagerly sucked my cock while slurping sounds filled the room. "You have to put it all the way inside your mouth," I said. Sabrina pulled my rod out and looked up with disbelief. "I can't. It's too big," she. Fewer people. More desolate. The people who lived here had to be crazy. Or maybe they just became crazy by living here.Barb and I talked almost non-stop since getting back on the highway. We discussed almost every subject under the sun as we covered the mile after mile of bleak prairie. The more we talked the more I was convinced that I wanted to spend my life with her. The trip was not a disaster. It provided us with a chance to really learn a lot about each other. The miles seemed to fly by. Their size and build were very similar except that Margie was a little bustier and a little hippier with a few more wrinkles. And while Glynda frosted her hair because it was fashionable, Marge did it to hide some gray and look younger. It was difficult to tell them apart without looking really close. And therein lies the tale. I had been over at the neighborhood tavern for a few hours that afternoon, drinking beer and visiting with a few guys that I knew from when we had lived there years ago..