Two Cans is part of the club ... and any group Two Cans joins ... well ... they have to be my kind of crazy.Early June is still winter in the Big Horn... ... Hell ... July is still winter. Come to think it, so is August. Big Horn winters don’t know calendars. The bears do. The mountains don’t.In Indiana, Summer is summer. So, the Friendship people arranged a deal with the Forest folks to block off public access to the entire two miles from the west side of Bear Lodges west the second weekend of. As we walked back to the car I looked at my friends, feeling as if I was seeing them with new eyes. I took in their trim torsos rippling with muscle -- muscle that now seemed more beautiful than anything on earth -- and shook my head. "You guys," I said, "you guys are just too fucking hot. You should never wear shirts, ever again." Same for you, dude," Johnny said."Yeah," Tony added, wrapping an arm around me, cupping his free hand around one of my pecs. "You are starting to get an awesome. A little bit of meat for some shape on the backside and tight little hips only accentuating their shape enough to demonstrate their fertility.Being the brazen, cocky, and smug hockey player I am I pipe up, "Holy shit, if all the coffee shops greet their customers with an ass like that I am sold on this place."Much to my pleasure the person connect to the sculpted piece of art stood up and before me was a strawberry blonde beauty staring me straight in the eye. Her hair was the middle of her. Her pussy was completely shaved. I leaned towards her pussy and exhaled slowly. This made Lori's skin become covered in goose bumps. I proceeded to cover every inch of her legs with kisses. Starting with her left foot to her left knee. I stopped and repeated the process on her right leg. I then started covering her thighs. Left leg then right leg. I kissed around her pussy, then I place a kiss right on it. After all this teasing her pussy was dripping wet, Lori was panting, and I was about to.