"There's a place I'd like to go. You just drive and I'll tell you where to turn. Wendy sat back and directed me, "Turn left here." Turn right at the n...xt road." Etc...I noticed her skirt had ridden up a little and I had to force myself to watch the road.After awhile we turned into Grove Park, It was a National park & campground, With lots of secluded areas for camping or just hanging out.Following her directions, I drove deep into the park, far away from the road and most of the other. Lewis, came in. Mr. Gibson stood and shook his hand, taking care to hide his throbbing cock pressing against his pants. Once he sat down again, Marcy quietly undid his belt, slowly lowering his zipper, stopping every inch or so to see if there was any indication that Mr. Lewis had heard. The two men continued chatting, so she freed his cock from his pants. She was pleasantly surprised with what she saw. He was about average size, but slightly thicker. She was going to enjoy sucking his cock.. The people seemed younger too, and more carefree. People actually smiled at her on the street, well, the men anyway. The brightly lit streets, clean of the grime that characterized her home city, seemed foreign to her. There was an ample Peace Keeper presence, and they seemed to be unconcerned about being overwhelmed as they were not even armored!It was all very strange, and Kat reveled in the newness of it all. She found herself wandering the city center, just playing sightseer for the first. Opening it, I bring out a pair of handcuffs. You lift your eyebrows at me then smile a very happy smile. I bring up one of your hands and click a cuff in place. The cool steel feels odd on your hot skin. While still holding your cuffed hand, I lean forward and bring your hand up to one of the posts in the headboard. I reach for your other hand and bring it over your head too. While I’m securing your hands, my breasts are only an inch from you. I catch you trying to lick them and sit back up..