On the drive to the cabin, they stopped several times for rest stops of peeing, crapping and eating as they had done dozens of times before. Only the...e was one point on the drive he suddenly had feelings this trip might be the greatest in his memory since his c***dhood with his Grandpa. The moment when he was standing in the bathroom at the rest area at three am with Uncle Jack while Billy and Jasmine were passed out in the back of the motorhome.They were standing at the urinals and no one. I push my crouch forward and rub the fabric of my pants over her mouth. She gives a moan as she traces the head of cock through my pants. I unzip and my hard cock springs out. I gather her hair tightly in my hand and slowly push my hard cock between her full lips. Slowly I push my cock in to her hungry mouth. I go deeper and deeper into her wet mouth, pushing the the shaft to back of her throat. Look at me I command and her eyes click upward. I begin to get a nice rhythm pumping my cock back. When they got to the top he said good girl as he put his bottles down and pushed her into her room hands on her hips he lifted her against the wall she gasped and he told her how hed seen the way shed looked at him over the years and watched her grow into a gorgeous young lady she blushed he pushed her hair from her face and sat on her bed he asked her to come sit next to him but pulled her to his lap as she sat she felt him hard through his shorts and her bikini she giggled nervously having. “He picked me up at the car.” I saw Papa’s eyes go even narrower as he looked at the rider, an enormous dark figure in his black coat, his unbound hair straggling on his shoulders like stray lamp flames, bandanna over his forehead and his chest half exposed by his open shirt. “You there. Have you been taking good care of this young lady?” “You could put it like that,” said Deadman with a mild sarcastic inflection. “Pleased to meetcha, Pop. Been hearin’ a lot about you.” Neither man put out a.