Once that decision was made, the project was now up to the experts, and we bowed out. We headed home to western Kansas the next morning.Dammit, we ran...into trouble on the way home. A rifle bullet plowed through a window of the private car while we were still moving. The window in question was not where someone was sitting, so we wondered if the shot might have been an accident. Nevertheless, we could not afford to take any chances, and the steel window covers went up on a permanent basis.We. He starts to gasp and each of his hands grasp an edge of the urinal. His hips thrust into it. His cock pulses and throbs mightily and hot thick creamy cum gushes out of his cock and splashes into the urinal. I continue to milk his cock, stroking from base to tip and back again. I continue for several moments until no more joy juice oozes out. His cock softens and shortens. I fondle his nuts for a brief moment and give his cock a final stroke. "Wow, that was terrific, thanks." "You shoot a. I stood above you over your face. You looked up and saw my wet pussy over your face. You were watching every move I made. I bent over and took the bowl of fruit I had brought in with me earlier. Still straddling over your face, you watched as I slowly slid a grape into my hot wet pussy, then another, and then a slice or two of berries. The coolness of the skin of the grape on my inner walls felt like a popsicle touching your tongue. As I looked down onto your handsome eager face I asked, “Are. Kelley made the arrangements," I answered.Her head was resting on the back of her seat. Her eyes darted to where our knees were two inches from one another, and back to look me in the eye. "When are you going back?" Tomorrow afternoon. The flight is at three-fifteen, I believe," I said."I'm taking that flight. Perhaps we can sit together?" she said, wrinkling her brow, reminding me of Shirley for a second."Sure," I said, and watched as she searched a small purse for a notebook and pen."Here,".