It feels so good, so full and tight. You pull your hard cock out of me and turn me around. You look deep in my eyes and then kiss. me, hard and passio...ately. You stop kissing me, pick me up and pull my legs around waist to carry me into the bedroom. You lay me down on the bed and remove my boots. "I want you comfortable", you say. Once my boots are off, you begin to kiss my legs, up to my thighs and then my pussy. You lick me, taste me and pleasure me so. You finger me as you eat me, stroking. She offered a hand to stand me up and let me look into the mirror at her work. "Oh, wow." I had the cat eyes in dark black, there was a bit of a dark blue on my eye lids as well. My blonde eye brows had been darkened to black. My naturally long eye lashes were mascara'd a thick dark black. My cheeks had something done with a blush to narrow them slightly and my jaw line was made less pronounced with a bit of shading. I wouldn't win any Miss America contests, but if someone were drunk. Can't it?" Potholes as deep as your knees." True that. But, you know? Some of the rest stops, on those hard packed trails, have the best, fucking, views around. If only you stop, take a breath and look.”She just, lazily, twiddled a finger around my chest.Her words came out, off the top of her head, “You know I meant what I said before?”*”About?”“Loving you.”*”I know you did and I meant every word myself.”Her eyes went quizzical, once again, “Hmmmm… Did I, miss something?”*”?My other first, has. “You going out to the woods? We can take you snipe hunting!” Donnie said. I assume it was Donnie. They both looked alike.“Snipe is good eating! taste like chicken,” Ronnie agreed with his brother.“Why don’t you two jerkoffs take a flying leap off of a short pier,” Lori told them.“You always say that,” Ronnie said she should get some new material to put them down with.“Why? The old material works just fine. You two goobers aren’t worth my new material,” Lori huffed in a sassy way. She sauntered.