Dad said a prayer. Pat cried quietly.We went around front and Pat's Liberty was fairly full. Dad said, "Follow us. I want to go by our old house. Then... we'll head out of town." She just nodded. We got in the cars again. "She has no weapons, Son. We will get your mother's rifle and pistol from the house, say our goodbyes to her, and head out. I will ride with her then."We stopped at our house and did that. Dad rode with Pat. He talked to her getting to know her and giving her a chance to get to. I find our host, and he is furiously fucking one of the valet attendants. Kenny is pounding this young college girl from behind; she’s on her knees, with her ass up in the air. Her white booty shorts are wrapped around her right ankle, her red top is nowhere in sight and her amazingly large breast are being smashed into the floor. She is rocking and thrusting back on to Kenny’s cock, long slide in and long slide out. They are working as a fine tuned sex machine. You can literally smell the sex. . To relieve the tension evident by the bulge in my pants, and quench this fire Wanting to insert myself inside a vaginal tunnel, fucking, for a time, long Feeding the pussy with each thrust as it sings a silent song Images of a fuck face accents the act, with each facial twitch Mutually masturbating each other, scratching that horny itch Throwing ourselves into a madness of pleasurable pain Fucking like wrestling lions on the African plain Moving in and out with ferocity, servicing a very hot. He and I could see that every time J would move her tits were jiggling. She finally turned to come back to into the room. Wow! I wonder if J knew just how see through the shirt was. He just stood there watching her tits and ass. J had to jiggle back and put his hand in hers to lead him into our room. She sat him in a chair across from our couch. She dropped (jiggled) next to me on that couch.I asked him about his life again. He was a little shy and didn't get dates to hear him tell it as in the.