“The gear is strong, but it won’t take a really hard shot, like a wheel dropping into a hole at hundred KPH.”“If the ground is smooth, though?...�� Maria sat up.Rita pointed her spoon at the ground. “As long as it’s like this, the plane can handle unimproved landing strips. No holes, rocks or soft ground.”“There we go, then. We take one of the mini rovers and a small crew. They find a decent landing area, mark it and map it, and we clear one here in the meantime.” Maria smiled. “Or, you all do it. My voice shook him out of his reverie.“Oh… yeah… umm, there’s a shop in Bryce Canyon that can look at your bike, but they can’t get a flatbed out here until tomorrow morning. He said they would be here at eight. Is that alright, Mr. uh….”“Walker.”“Mr. Walker. We can just camp here tonight, I think.”“Alright, I guess that’s all we can do. You uh, you want to jack off, don't ya.”Again he got all red. “Yes, if that’s okay.”“Yeah, it’s fine. Just don’t do it inside here. Go outside. No, keep your. I mean I talked of having implants, of being tattooed, hair permanently removed etc but did I really want that? I also talked of humiliation, being exposed etc, but really that was the last thing I wanted. It just turned me on.At some point, John started pushing for a meet, but I wasn't ready I told him. 'We'll see about that he said'The following day, I was walking towards home when a car pulled up asking for directions. The man got out to show me his map and as he did so he pressed a cloth. I looked up at the crowd and, as my eyes adjusted to the light, realized it was the group of friends that had been throwing the American football around. I looked up at them and noticed the three boys had their hands down their shorts while the busty girl stood awkwardly with her legs crossed tightly together and arms crossed below her heaving chest.I looked back down at my goddess as she sat slumped and quivering on my body, her head buried in my chest, my hard cock still buried in her pussy..