Obviously it was the end of a journey. Of course I don't know how far the journey was." The young man sitting on the bench suggested."All the way from...the east coast, and the water was fine." I said it smiling over the top of my coffee cup. I was finished and happy to be done with the road trip. 33 days is a long time to be on the road. I was ready to check into a motel and begin making plans to head home. It was probably past time, but I was okay with the amount of time I had been gone from. She contracted her vaginalmuscles and gripped Candi's cock in her velvet tunnel.Candi felt Stephanie's vagina pulse and throb and grip the sensitiveglans and shaft of her rock-hard penis and the sensation sent her into apyrexia of pleasure and she ejaculated deep inside Stephanie who was inthe throes of her own climax.The two pretty women ground against each other, their nylons rasping astheir thighs scoured together. They slavered at each other, theirtongues intertwined; Candi squeezed. Finally, she came home. I asked if she had a good visit with her friend and she said she did. I said she must have gotten caught up on everything since she was gone so long. She told me she was only at her friends for a while and that she went to one of the several wine tasting rooms in our little town. She said she needed to think about all this.While she was there a couple was next to her at the tasting bar. She told me that they looked to be in their mid-forties and seemed really friendly.. .. Light, honeycomb hair, with delicate trickles of raven black flowing through the right side, so perfect and yet uneven, it looked as though someone had taken a brush and painted it into the pale ginger. Despite it being tied up loosely, it still trailed down his back, down the rear of his black shirt. The ivory tie hung loose around a slim, pale neck, the collar bones visible. He appears to be wearing chain trousers, similar to me, and Marine boots with crumpled sides. A silver stud belt.