"Some of the motor rig outfits have goofy schedules, and sometimes someone will have to come in late at night and be loaded out at ten the next mornin.... They call that a 'burnaround, ' and I'm just glad as hell we don't have to do it very often. Louise told me last year that sometimes they have to do it when they're switching people around between crews, and it involves hiking down to Phantom." A couple hours to do laundry, a couple beers, a bar burger, and maybe a stop at K-Mart are all I. "I would love to get in some nude sunbathing out by the pool." I'm not too sure how private that would be honey. I'll have to ride you around the neighborhood a bit to show you how easy it might be for peepers." Joe warned her."Isn't there something we can do near the cabana for privacy, like maybe a folding dressing screen?" she wondered aloud."That might be a possibility. We can look into it when we get back." Joe said wanting to do anything to make her happy."You like me tanned all over. Then she was pressing forward again, making Vanessa squirm with pure delight at the intense pressure of nylon pressing against her clit.Then Vanessa’s pussy was full and stretched, filled with cold, hard metal and she knew with an excited certainty that the vicious, wicked mangler was buried inside her, now. Her heart raced and her pulse pounded as she considered what those blades were going to feel like when she warmed that cruel device up with her body heat.“Okay, honey,” Tanya was here in. I pushed her legs wide apart, giving me more and deeper access. After only five or so minutes of fucking her like this, she began to quiver again as she headed into yet another massive orgasm. She was moaning loud again and thrashing her ass on the soaked bed, she squealed as she started to cum again.“That’s right, cum on your brother’s nice hard cock,” I said, “feel my big cock sinking into your sweet pussy.”oohhh!!! I released my grip on her legs and moved my hands to her nipples, which I.