That was good. I was sure that as winter weather settled in, traffic would drop off completely."Sure. Doesn't Papa Ben want to come along?" No. Just y...u and me." Oh. She wanted to talk. To me."What do you think of George's girlfriends?" I asked. We trudged toward the path."George might finally have more than he can handle. But I have a feeling he's going to make a valiant effort." She laughed a little and when we reached the gravel path she took off her shoes. We walked along silently until we. His rough tongue slipped up and down the crack of my ass and I moaned with pleasure.His thick thumb entered my puckered asshole, as he licked my clit.I came hard, as this bastard fingered my tight asshole and sucked on my hungry cunt.I felt his tongue finally withdrawing; but seconds later, a thick cockhead began to invade my wetness. I gasped, feeling he was too big. His dick was hard and it felt so good.He pushed more, making me cry in pleasure. As he finally reached the bottom, he began. "Mom told me when she got home. I guess you and your grandmother were asleep so Camille and Evan came down here. Mom and Dad stayed here last night, too." Why?" Andy inquired."I think they wanted to get their freak on," Regan answered with a grimace.Andy simply shook his head. He didn't like the picture in his head that the thought of old people fucking brought about."What other bet did I lose?" he asked to move the conversation somewhere else."On the mini golf course," Regan answered."I did. I don’t want to ruin that just because we lost control this one time.’ And so they returned to a platonic relationship. Judy was descending into a saddle in the ridgeline now, and it was getting about time for another meal. She selected a grassy spot just off the trail, leaned back against the trunk of a tree, and ate her lunch. The warm sun felt wonderful, she thought. Early spring is good. Ch. 02 John John grew up in Ellijay, a small town in north Georgia. His dad worked for the Forest.