Once we merge with I-75 though, it’s a different matter. Ignoring the 75 mph speed limit, I try to keep up with traffic by bumping it up to 80 but ...till the highway behemoths rumble past me on both sides. By now, Paul’s fingers have worked their way under the hem of my panties and are starting to become a serious distraction. “Baby” I caution, “if you keep that up you’re going to put us under a semi.”“Pull over then. I’ve got something for you that just can’t wait”. Seeing a state park. Lori had nowhere to go.She let out a whimper as Bryan slid his hand into her blouse and began massaging her left boob, “Nice tits for a butter face.” Lori wasn’t sure what butter face meant, but she had a good idea. She could only stand there while the two teens began to undress her.For the record, Fred Kush hated these dinner parties. He had much better things to do with his time. These social events were his wife’s thing and Fred agreed to them only because it kept his wife happy.Fred was on. S I was more than welcome to visit and stay with them. Caitlin lived in a suburb of Boston and Kerry lived in Chicago, both cities I wanted to see. Now I had added incentive I started planning a tour around the eastern third of the U.S, which included those two destinations, for the following year when they would be back home. My first destination was New York and after 5 days there it was off to Boston to hook up with Caitlin.She picked me up from the Amtrak station and took me home, she was. As a k** my parents would follow me and make sure nothing bad was going to happen to me. As a 52 year old adult I didn't have someone watching my back. I did come around and wake up during this venture only to realize I wasn't in my suite. I was down the hallway on my floor. No-one was around when I woke up, thankfully. I wish there was some spiritual rule during sleepwalking that ensured one's decency was secured. I am down a hallway from my suite, totally naked. I didn't panic (I know what I.