Dammit, sometimes my imagination runs away with me!I left the bushes by a slightly different route, and I spotted a human skeleton lying in the bushes... Hell, maybe my imagination had not been so over the top after all. I resolved from then on to make sure that I looked around carefully before I relieved myself. One couldn’t be too careful in this era.The distance between Cheyenne and Denver is about 100 miles, and that made it about 160 miles by road. At 30 miles per day, and that was pushing. After about six, she gagged, like he said but that didn’t stop him trying to get more in. Out of breath and with saliva from the gagging dripping off her chin he pulled out and laid her on her back.“That’s right”, she said “Feed it all into my tight cunt” she demanded. Jason looked at me, “Begging for it! Like I said”, as he put five inches of his monster into my girl. She was moaning for him to put it all in but like he said, he was teasing her. After a few minutes he gave in to her demands.. It was so cool tasting the spit and cum already on it, and Frank even squirted his last little bit into my mouth. Tom was still handling my stiff rod, but I told him, "Your turn, Tom. Gimme that fat dick." Tom laid back on the floor and I crawled between his legs. I wasted no time, taking his fat four incher in my mouth, and wet it good with my spit, then started going up and down on him. I loved the feeling of his cock moving around in my mouth.Now Frank got up and crawled behind me, then. “Thanks, Daddy.”“Anytime, girls. I’ll be upstairs if you need anything else. And take it easy on the deadlifts, Pet, you’ve been going up weight pretty fast and I don’t want you to tear your pec or something.”I’d like to tear your pec, Katie thought. Down, girl. She watched Mr. Stevens’ granite-sculpted ass saunter up the stairs. Once he was out of view she muttered softly, “Fuck, your dad is hot.”Petra scoffed. “Gross, Katie. That’s my dad.” What a little k**.“Seriously, Petra, he gives me the.