.They were in the northern state of South Dakota, hoping to visit the infamous ghost town now known as Fort Moonlight. They first found out about it w...en they were talking about strange and scary places all over America, about a year ago. They agreed that one day they were going to go and visit the place and even spent the night there.Now here they were, trekking across America, finally visiting the dead town. They had a GP map with them, to track down where the town was.As Ryan kept on. I look up at her and see her face staring into space. She looks down at me and smile as to say, Yes that was a good job. I move up on top of her letting my hard dick sit in her folds of her very wet pussy lips, and hold myself up on my elbows, letting my chest just touch her pointy titties. I kiss her letting her taste her own juices and grinding my dick into her little wet slit. I look at her and say; " Well daddy satisfied you. Can you satisfy your daddy? I would really like a blow job. " She. He gently pulled her left out, moving it inch by inch until her crotch was completely open to him. His tongue slid along her slit, wetting it, easing the path. He pushed down with more pressure, his tongue moving easily in the narrow wet cleft.His fingers searched gently at the top of her pussy, locating the clitoris. His tongue moved against it, rubbing slowly. His body shivered with lust, tasting her sweetness.He heard her groan, low in her throat, her breathing disrupted. He stopped, his. Your girlfriend." She teased."Cara, don't be such an immature bitch. She and I are friends. You might know that it is possible for guys and girls to be friends if you ever tried just talking to a guy."She didn't look too thrilled with my response. "Just pick up the phone already." She replied huffily and stomped out of the room.I grabbed the phone from my nightstand and said, "Hello." Hi Jeff. It's Leslie is this a bad time?" No," I replied. "It's ok. I was just finishing up my guitar.