" Yes. I've seen a few excavated lost wells." He raised his voice: "LO-GAN! You've missed half the day!" I hear you. I've been awake, listening in." A...d you concluded?" Dinner tonight or tomorrow comes from the acacias." Do you know what kind they are?" Not yet. Probably Ligulata. Possibly, either Acacia salicina which is a thornless species; or A. victoriae known as Gundabluie. It's the primary species used to produce 'wattle seed' in bushfood; or maybe A. falcata which is good for stabilizing. We hiked for a couple of hours and saw no one on the trail. There was a large field off to the side of the trail with knee high grass and some old trees that had fallen s**ttered throughout the area. We saw a nice spot with a tree we could sit on and room to relax. We ate and relaxed, it was such a nice day, warm and sunny that I decided to take my shirt and bra off to get a bit of a tan (we had not seen a sole all day). Relaxing on the blanket that we brought in just my shorts and my. I get more penetration in this position and I can feel Dana begin to rock her hips to meet my pushing into her. I pick up the pace and start slamming into her harder and faster with each stroke. As I feel the impending orgasm building in my balls, I pull my cock from her pussy and kneel by her head. Slipping the condom off I grab Dana by the hair and force my cock into her mouth. Three deep strokes into her throat and I come. The first squirt goes down her throat, and I pull out of her mouth. She opened her legs little more as his hand cupped her mons.He heard her moan again, and kissed her on the mouth, licking her lips apart with his tongue so he could taste her.“Ohh, Joey, no, we can’t do this; we just CAN’T!” she whispered then woke up with a start.“Wh-what’s going on? You’re not Joey! Daddy?”She was awake, he knew, so he pretended to be asleep himself, and muttered her mother’s name.“Maria, come on you know how much I need this! I can’t stop.