3300° W, Doctor Gance." Sheila replied as I got as far from the door as I could. I started to rack my brain for where we were. The fact that it was ...s cold as it was meant that we were far north. 57degres, hmmmm. That meant we were either in the extreme north of Canada or Alaska. Looking around I could see that this place had been abandoned for a while. Suddenly it came to me! Christ no wonder it was so cold! We were in southern Alaska! I knelt to look at an empty crate I found. Sitka? Ok I. After a good amount of efforts, she succeeded in having a deep throat.Soon my hubby released her. She was short of breath. He again went for a deep throat and again the same thing happened but this time her mouth was filled with the precum. After hitting the break of a few seconds, she started sucking it again but this time she was sucking it by herself, for her own pleasure.Suddenly my hubby pushed her away and jerked off on the floor. Usually, he jerks off in my mouth and I swallow it. . Maybe Tom was right.After a quick dinner at Subway (a year on my carefully-controlled diethas left me highly intolerant of fatty foods from places likeMcDonald's), I head back to my hotel room, where my pill bottle iswaiting for me on the bed where I left it. I carefully lay out the jeansand the t-shirts I bought next to the bottle, and sigh as I while awaythe evening staring at them, just as I've done for the past few nightsI've been on the road.Right now, I'm in no man's- or rather, no. I dont know if it was because she was so slippery and wet or because she felt so good but I was moving in and out so much that it was no longer just the tip. I was moving my hips and thrusting my whole dick as far as I could into her hot little hole. I was trying so hard not to move so much so that she would wake but she started to stur in her sleep… Whashappinenening? she muttered with her eyes still closed. I pulled out for a second till she seemed to wander off to sleep again. I moved her.