It met up with highway 263 a few miles west, and from there it was either a couple of miles back north to hit a junction with I-5 or else just a dozen...miles or so south to Yreka, where 263 and I-5 merged. He must've decided to switch over to the coastal route once he hit California for some reason and was planning to take this road west and south until he hit the coast. Still, looking at the terrain on the GPS' map, I couldn't see what attracted him to this new plan. Another bit of information. I liked, in particular, when he would cum first and I could use his cum as lube to finish off. Sometimes I would sneak a taste of it before cumming myself. To this day I still think that the cum of another man is the ultimate lube (that's why I love sloppy seconds!).It had been a couple months since we first jerked off together. It was another Saturday night sleep over at Mikes house. We didn't waste much time, in fact we never even pulled out and magazines, we just pulled out our cocks and. The men laughed and beat her all night. Sometimes they would call their buddies to come over with more drugs and take turns with mom and daughter.The noise coming from down the dark and smelly hallway from behind the locked door makes your skin crawl as you hear the cruelty being administered by the high pitched slapped skin sound, instantly followed by a pillow muffled scream knowing she cant get enough air with his weight baring down on her tiny 5 th grade elementary school body. As he. Withnonchalance she said, "Fill my glass again Stacy, then massage my otherfoot."Of course, I did as she requested, again kissing the tips of her toesbefore opening wide. After about ten minutes she said, "You did verywell Stacy, put on your red lipstick and let's measure your progress."I applied my lipstick in the living room mirror, all the while puzzledby what she meant by, "measure my progress." Meanwhile she poured outthe last of the wine into her glass."No, I'll do that, Mistress", I.