I still hate camping out!If I was going to stay in Texas, my choices were somewhat limited. I could either head east toward Dallas, etc., or I could h...ad southeast, following the Rio Grande. For no known reason, I decided to head east.It was a bright, sunshiney day, as most mornings are that time of year in West Texas, when I started out. I was planning on taking my time and making 15 or so miles a day. It was around 700 miles to Dallas, so it was going to take a minimum of 6-7 weeks to get. He had to have an underwear sex session, and with the help of the briefs he loved so much, to shoot his load. As he walked back into the house, Dave was already planning the horniest playtime he could come up with. He would not rush things. He had the whole afternoon ahead of him. He wanted to savour every moment and enjoy every aspect of the briefs sex which for so long, almost since he could remember, had filled his life with fun and pleasure. Before his cock grew too hard again he needed a. Climbing on the bed, he positioned himself between my open thighs, I closed my eyes, just enjoying his weight on top of me. They quickly shot open as I felt four fingers touch my mound and scoop up some of it's juices. I watched as he played with them in his hand before getting a taste, a grunt of satisfaction leaving his lips. Burying his face into my neck, he grabbed his hard member then proceeded to run the tip of it along my slit. I couldn't take the teasing, so I began bucking my hips,. Later, I wondered what would have happened if I had just pulled the towel loose. Landon's mother called me and asked me to come over to help her pack some things for Landon who had left town for an interview but had been invited to spend a week with her husband's business associate boating on the great lakes. Rather than just buying all new stuff, Landon insisted she FEDX some stuff to him and suggested she ask me to come over and help her figure out what he wanted. Mrs. Clark was a gorgeous.