Silently they handed up their suitcases and Uncle Jerome helped me stow them on the roof of the bus. Then we stretched a rubberized fabric tarp over e...erything and lashed it down tightly."Sixty-five miles an hour, Brother David," Uncle Jerome told me as we stood next to the bus as the young women filed inside. It was nearly dark, as everyone climbed aboard."It's 1122 miles from here to there; the bus gets eighteen miles to the gallon and has a thirty gallon tank. You will need to get gas in. She had spent the morning cutting up an old denim waistcoat and turning it to a sun top. On my instructions she had cut so much material off that it had turn out a little too daring for her but she looked really great in it when she modelled it for me. The dialog below is obviously not true, word for word but offers an insight into how things went."It looks great on you," I commented, "the guys are going to love you in it." Please no, I couldn't wear it out, people will see," she moaned."That's. "Are you sure the sun shines there?" I asked, as I felt two of my fingers slide deep inside her warm pussy. "I want you to MAKE the sun shine there," she growled. I had no complaints. My prick was rock hard again now as I alternatively fiddle with Vanessa's clitoris and slid my middle finger deep within her wet warmth. All the time she held my wrist, forcing me upon herself. "If I let go of your hand," she asked, "do you promise not to take it away? Not to stop what you're doing?" "What would. Hell, maybe I am.In the shower, he stood with his forehead against the wall and the hot water pounding into his back as it rejuvenated him. How many times did I come? I think I must have put sperm in at least half my wives. I did manage to get several of them to touch us as we were making love, so I didn’t actually have to penetrate all of them, but damn ... they were insatiable. As soon as they woke up, they were ready to go again. Then, with a grin, he chastised himself. Guess I’ve become a.