The new roads have taken all the fun away from traveling. Michigan is industrial in the middle and deserted on the edges; in the winter, anyway. From ...bout Michigan 57 north it’s pretty barren. A lot like Holland; bedroom communities for the big cities and tourist ‘attractions’ for the rest. Holland the country not Holland the city.We stopped in Saint Johns and looked at the many CBA rental homes. Sad ... my growing up home is still law offices ... but I don’t recognize the name on the sign.. Just then, Jenna gasped for breath and she came flooding my cock with her sweet sticky cream. This signaled my cock to let go it its manhood and I spunked my load deep inside of Jenna's waiting pussy and she just crooned with delight saying Oh yes baby your hot manhood feels so good inside of me." Jenna and I laid back down on the bed so that we were side by side and then Jenna rolled over so that she was on her back and beckoned me to her as she whispered in my ear "Fuck me missionary style. "so why did you steal my panties you perv?" she said playfully. "I didn't, not get off of me." she looked at me kind of funny and with a bit of mischievous intentions in her eyes. "oh really you want me to get off?" she kicked the blankets off and sat straight on my cock. "I don't honestly think you do, other wise your dick wouldn't be so erect right now." she started to grind on my dick slowly while I laid there stunned. "so perv why did you steal my panties? what do you have a crush on your. I wore a dark blue skirted business suit and a vanilla silk shell underneath. The skirt was an inch above my knees. I had on my matching 3" heels with my hair falling smoothly down my back and light makeup. I hung my sable fur in the closet and checked for any emails. A meeting for all executives at ten. Enough time to get a cup of tea and go through all of the overload from last Friday. Microwaving my hot water and putting in a smidgen of honey, I tore open the wrapper for my orange pekoe.