Shifting herself around as she got comfortable, I could see the front of her bikini bottoms pushed out a little. “Wow,” I thought, “ she’s got...a plump little pussy.Not wanting to get caught staring again, I immediately looked up as she crossed her legs. Seeing her smiling, I felt a little embarrassed and so I slipped back down into the water and blowing bubbles, I swam away.We didn’t talk with each other the rest of the time, and feeling nothing was probably going to happen, I decided to leave.. I came in her mouth only but she did not drank my cum and spited out. I understood it was not her fault as it was her first time. I just slapped her twice for that and asked to get a pack of condoms. She told did not had one . So i asked her to get few thin plastic bags. As the was moving towards the door i could see her ass swinging from left to right which made me hard again.She returned with a couple of plastic bag and we moved towards the bed. I asked her to lay on her back . I properly. The red woman strode out from between their trunks, tall and majestic, clad in her patchwork cloak of animal skins again. Her massive puff of white hair was just as wild and unkempt, bobbing as she walked, like a giant mass of unrefined silk. This time however she was carrying what at first glance looked like a large sapling across her back, secured with vines that had been woven together into a thick and sturdy rope. When he looked closer, however, he saw that it was not a tree but a massive. ” “This is from the woman who's fingering herself in the back seat.” Winking at Maureen, Ginger said, “I have to forgive his presumptuousness. He may be a bad boy, but he's my boy and I love him dearly.” Maureen laughed. “It's easy to see why.” Scotty whispered. “Damn straight.” Ginger shook her head in exasperation. Maureen and I couldn't stop laughing. Ten minutes later I75 turned into I595. We took the second exit and drove south. After passing an aging strip mall we turned into a gravel.