”“Matt, you’re nothing but an incurable romantic. A hundred years ago, you would have been a prairie poet, traveling with Buffalo Bill Cody’s ...ild west circus.”“No, I don’t think so, Mabel. More likely, I’d be one of a thousand trail tramps working one drive to next for $30 and found. Buried in an unmarked hole in the middle of nowhere, remembered by no one.”“That’s it, Matt. If you are going to come back up here with that attitude, I damn sure ain’t letting you off this mountain ever. . Romantic? Yeah, I guess so.Whatever, the semi-dark was a good excuse to continue holding hands so we wouldn’t get separated. I was tempted to try for some making out, but an arguing couple suddenly loomed out of the shadows, and totally broke the mood of being alone on a deserted shore. We strolled back towards our cars, the cooler evening air making me wish I had a pullover to offer to wrap around her shapely shoulders.Another goodnight kiss on the lips concluded the evening all too soon,. She nodded her head and continued licking my penis till I came in her mouth.I was cumming in her mouth and she was drinking every drop. I was closing and opening my eyes in pleasure. All of a sudden I saw Pallavi’s mother Pramila standing near our seats and looking at us making love. Pramila saw that Pallavi was licking my penis and drinking my cum. I was not in a position to stop what I was doing. I was cumming in Pallavi’s mouth. I just closed my eyes hoping that Pramila would disappear. When. Miller.’ As I was reading the message for the second time and forming a naughtier message in my mind, she sent another text that said, ‘sorry for taking so long.i was tuckin my kids in bed n tellin dem nite time story.’ This message relieved me even further. Now I was pretty relaxed and my dirty mind was at full swing. My next text to her was, ‘u cant expect a book in my hand?and as if u neve touched yrself:)!’ Her reply to this was quick, ‘I can expect a book in yr hand but im not sure bout.