April was a black girl we picked up at a truck stop near Springfield Il. She scared the hell out of me, a hitch hiker in the middle of a desolated hig...way like that. It was like something out of a twilight zone episode. She was my age, 49, looking like 17 like everyone else but the young kids. April was a helicopter mechanic, back in the day.Ruth started talking turbines, gearboxes, collectives and mount points. We never knew what hit us. Next thing we knew, we were headed for Fort Knox,. My lips pressed against yours and we kissed. Your full lips pressed against mine and as my mouth covered yours, you felt my right hand cover your left breast and gently caress it through the material. You turn around to face me and our kiss lingers, tongues exploring each other, eyes locked together. Suddenly you pull your head away from mine. ‘What is the matter Terri?’ I ask ‘Should we continue?’ Your actions answer my query. Smiling you reach up behind your slender neck, untie the string. Mmmmm…..ummm……pleaaaaase………., pleaaaaaase!” but that made me much horny and i started giving her bites on her breasts. I kept sucking her breasts for about 40 minutes. During this, she got that much excitement that her breasts became milky. I was sucking her nipple with wildly pressing her breast and so I could drink very much of her milk. I also pressed her thighs in-between by lifting her petticoat up. I started licking and sucking here boobs which she was pushing into my mouth. By this time,. Stuart tried to escape, but his efforts were pitiful and completely useless. A kick in the ribs stilled him. The constant rattling told me just how nervous the snakes were. I pulled Stuart’s pants leg up over his knee as I leaned forward with the snake rod. I used the bent section at the end to pull the Mohave toward us. He tried to get away, but every time he did I moved the crook to pull him even closer. He made several false strikes in his frustration, but I continued until he was less.