They all washed their plates in the creek, then Joe and Sissy went back out to the edge of the firelight.“Let’s walk a short circle Sissy, just to...be sure.”“Can you see out here, Joe?”“Yes, just hold my hand, your eyes will settle in to the dark as you walk.”“My eyes aren’t settling to the dark, Joe Johnson, you better hold my hand tight.”“I’m never letting you go. You’ll have to be buried with me holding onto you.”“I like that. Let’s pee again before we get back.”“Stop here then, we’re almost. In a way, he now understood. He didn’t really want to talk about the raid this morning, as it was horribly painful. Finally, he said, “So how long have you guys been policemen?”The discussion centered on the two cops and their lives in the patrol car. The men ate their salads as the discussion progressed, finishing them in time for their dinners to be delivered. The pitcher of iced tea was emptied and then refilled. The dinner progressed in a relaxed fashion. The waiter treated them with much. Of course, I included me in the mix because my close family roots were ingrained in my personality like velvet bindings around a masochist.I have to say that those huge RVs are certainly built for carnal relations whilst rolling down the highway at top speed. It was a choice of transportation that kept our family business “undercover”, so to speak, leaving us only with a need to mingle with a little more variety when the two RVs parked in a camping ground overnight.In order to understand the. “Jason, did you come?” “Close, but no cigar.” “Let’s try it doggie style, okay? Maybe that’ll do the trick.” “Sounds good to me.” They quickly assumed the appropriate positions. Kelly helped ensure Jason’s cockhead was snugly in place. When he lunged forward, she felt it rush into the depths of her churning pussy. It felt incredible. With each deep, pussy-filling thrust that followed, Jason’s balls would slap against her, multiplying the pleasure. He spread the cheeks of her ass wide then held.