On the 20-minute drive, we talked about a few things. Justgeneral chitchat as he almost drooled at me. I warned him not to get inan accident, saying w...at would the cops say when they find out who andwhat we really are. I gave him a little show before we got there. Like most men heonly drove with one hand. So I figured I'd give him a preview. I liftedmy skirt to my knee and placed his hand on my leg. To say he was turnedon is like saying Texas had only a few executions over the years. Whenwe. Who else am i gonna find to do all my fantasies with. she was like, when is the snake coming? i said it should be here by the weekend. well then i guess we can only make do with what we have she said with a sinister smile, as she removed the last of her clothing. i saw her tits and i was like shit I'm gonna love you. she jumped on top of me and started kissing me. i rolled us over and started kissing her back. then i started my turn on tech. i started to kiss her neck, then i went nibbling on. Kelsi was a little scrapper. The first thing that Kelsi did was to grab Dawn’s shirt at her waist and pull it up. Not far enough to pull it off but far enough to keep her arms and hands semi confined. Then Kelsi forced Dawn’s head between her knees and clamped down on it. It reminded me of a cow in the stock ready to get milked. In that position Dawn was helpless and Kelsi was Queen. Kelsi quickly unhook Dawn’s bra and jerked it up freeing Dawn’s breasts for me to see. Dawn’s pants and panties. “Want to do something fun?” he teases. One hand still on my clasped hands, he uses the other to lift a piece of stray hair from my face. We’re all made to believe this is love. He’s a vision, an absolute beauty. His hands are soft and his nails perfectly trimmed. His fingers are long and bony, yet have a very graceful elegance to them. He wears an old ring belonging to an old relative on his right index. More soft, perfect, unbroken skin. Compared to his, my hands are stubby and dirty, now that.