They said they were going to ride the back roads east of St. George after stopping at Lawrence's place for beers, and asked if I wanted to join them. ... accepted without hesitation. Aaron led the way, then Ed, me, and Lawrence brought up the rear.After a few miles we were in Overton. A left onto a back road and half a mile to Lawrence's place; a double-wide located around a clump of desert shrubbery. We parked our bikes in the carport next to the trailer, and went in the squeaky front door.As we. I decided to check the place out, Bullhead: the big city was too damn expensive. But I was for sure gonna stay the hell away from the bad guys across the Colorado in Nevada. I got me a bus ticket. I’d saved a few bucks working; I was pretty sure I could get me a room cheap enough once I was up there. It turned out that I was right, and, a job! Was I a lucky sonovabitch or what!The Sand Bar was the very definition of a dive bar: friendly, smallish, with an outdoor patio, and a pool room with two. This position was awkward and uncomfortable, my neck getting sore, as her moans began to increase. I prayed I would get her off soon both to satisfy my craving and sudden insatiable lust and to get out of this position."Want my cum, my pussy munching MILF slut?" Yes," I moaned, dying to taste her cum."Beg, Wes's mom." Oh. God, please let me taste your sweet cum. Use my tongue and face for your pleasure, ma'am," I begged, even as I kept licking, knowing she was close."Ma'am," she laughed. "I. .. cool, huh?”I just nodded. “Well, you two ready to go?” I asked Debbie and Alan.When we got in the car, Debbie was up to her old tricks.“Jorge said you were cute and he is single.”“Jesus, Debbie! First, I am not gay. Second, I am not looking for anything right now, I told you that.”“You were hurting when you moved here, I get that. Some girl broke your heart. But it has been almost a year! How can you still be pining away? I bet she is spreading her legs for number three or four since you.