I decide enough is enough and carry on down, one hand of mine finding his, now soaking wet, hairy thighs. Rubbing them up and down sensually. Feeling ...is wet matted hair underneath my fingertips. I make a mental note of wanting to ride myself to orgasm on them a well. Once we’re finished here of course.I let my hand and mouth wander, finally finding the sweet prize. I sit still, wanting this moment to last forever. I’ve wanted this so much so I want to savour – in every sense –. ”“Drive carefully,” I said as I hugged her by the car.“You, too,” she said. “You have farther to go to get to Kentucky than I have to get to Kansas.”“Yes, but we have two drivers,” Desi said. “We’re going to switch out more frequently than you guys did driving to Denver. One will always keep the other alert. If we need to sleep, we’ll pull over and use the bed in back for a while. And we have five days. Mom and Dad left as soon as the truck was packed last night and will make it by Wednesday. Her back was turned toward Earl and all he could see was her dark hair. One of her legs was propped up over Clyde's shoulder. She was still wearing her high heels. Earl saw Clyde's head moving furiously in her crotch. He knew his buddy was giving her a good tongue job in preparation for what was to come.She was moaning as her hips moved with Clyde's tongue. Her head was rocking back and forth which made Earl think she was licking the head of that big black cock.Whoever the woman was, she was. " It's just hard to believe this is a town where a woman council member would ride a Harley, of all things, to a council meeting," Levitsky commented, his tone considerably more sneering this time."Looks like it's about that time," Daugherty broke in before this got serious. He picked up the gavel, tapped it lightly, and said, "Call the meeting to order. Roll call, please."Emily remained impassive. It wasn't the first time she'd been needled by Levitsky -- they really weren't on good terms with.