Lexie nodded again. Speech beyond her capability at this point. All she could think about was how desperately she needed release. Yes, she was a slut ...nd she would keep being Lori’s slut because it felt so wicked, yet so fucking good!Lori turned away for a moment and reached into her beach bag. In what seemed like one fluid motion, she pulled a thick-handled hair brush out of the bag and plunged it into Lexie’s needy pussy. Lexie cried out at first, but was soon bucking and moaning and begging. He'd decide later if he wanted to make camp at the old cow camp at the trail split between Wolf Creek and North Wolf Creek, or if he'd just keep going up the main fork for the full 10-mile hike up to Gardner Meadows. There he could camp in the magnificent circle of peaks.The day was warm. Deer and horse flies had hatched and were trying to feed but his wide-brimmed felt hat and long-sleeved work shirt discouraged most of them. He did turn up his shirt collar and buttoned the neck closed, to. Mom surprised me by slipping off the table and swallowing my head which was covered in our mingled fluids until it was clean. As soon as she released it the table burst into cheers and I saw we had attracted a large audience with our show. With all the hubbub going on I managed to slip away and head to the tiny "backstage" area. The best I could do was wipe down with some moist towelettes before changing to my regular clothing. Telling Carlo I wasn't feeling well I got paid and slipped out the. “It’s been a week,” he complained.I continued looking through my notes. “Get a girlfriend.”“I thought you were my girl.”“Girl? I’m old enough to be your mother. Kid.”He slid his hands under my sweater and my undershirt to get to my bra. I stared at the door.“Oh, fuck,” I said when his hand pinched one nipple.“Mommy likes that?” he said in my ear.“Oh, fuckity fuck,” I replied when he rubbed them both hard between his fingers.I put my pencil down and held on to the lectern.One hand pulled out of.