She was rocking with me urging me to go harder faster and deeper. She liked to be ridden hard. So I obliged. I thrust in and out of her pulling almost...all the way out and plunging back in. She was moaning and crying out that it felt so good. Her tightness was grabbing my cock on each thrust trying to hold me in place. She was continually having small orgasms with every thrust. I could feel her building up to a large release. The roaring in my head started and I knew it was time to blast into. His face looked as if it was carved from a block of granite. She didn't answer.His face broke out in a soft smile as he added, "Cowgirl, you better not figure on wearing any of that eastern wear. Well, not unless you plan on me carrying you out to the pickup. We better take it because it has a higher center than your Jeep and still has a load of sand in the back." Okay, Cowboy, if you say so. But what is the sand for?" She smirked at him as she waited for some dumb joke she would not. I took enjoyment noticing that it was the second time today that he voluntarily hugged me. I was making progress! I rushed in making his sandwich, desperately wanting his eyes on me again. “Chris, your sandwich’s ready!” I shouted from the bottom of the stairs. “Thanks mom, I’ll be down in a second!” “It looks delicious! Do we have any hot sauce?” he asked, strolling into the kitchen. “Way ahead of you!” I replied, handing him a bottle of tabasco. “Let me know if you need anything else, I’m. The bus started around 7 PM and after a while, the music has started and everyone jumped up from the seats for dancing. I was at the back side of the bus and Swetha was almost to the middle. But I had a good view at her and the moves that she made was the reason that turned my attention to her. I never thought she was that flexible and couldn’t take my attention away from her. I had some good glances at her and I was sure she noticed that I was watching her.At around 9 PM, the bus stopped for.