Cat number three, having moved out, did not get involved.I swung the door open, and to my bitter disappointment there were not five naked women with b...er and pork rinds. I wouldn't have complained if there were five naked women without either beer or pork rinds. Those particular five women, however, were also not there. There was a fully clothed Girl Scout with a red wagon full of short bread cookies.She smiled at me cheerfully. I smiled back. It is an impressive feat to haul a red wagon full. What the map didn’t show, however, was a big-breasted brunette laying naked on a picnic blanket. ‘Howdy, hiker.’ Gigi said with a big smile. She was lying on her back, propped up on her elbows. Her knees were bent up and together. Her breasts were resting on her chest, making that beautiful rounded breast mound that they do in that position. She was completely naked, from her nose to her toes. ‘Hey.’ I answered back. ‘You mind if I take a break here with you?’ ‘You can stay here with me, but. She knew the moment he was getting close, and she could taste the sweet saltiness of his pre-cum on her tongue. She couldn't help but moan as she looked up at him through tear-streaked eyes, her hands gripping the back of his thighs. His eyes locked with hers as he slid out of her mouth. He pulled her head back roughly and looked at her with a haunted stare. She couldn't tell if he was feeling regret or want. He reached down and grabbed her arms to pull her off her knees, and then quickly. She said nothing. Instead, she dropped to her knees, never breaking eye contact, before pulling the hem of my shorts down, exposing my cock that was slowly growing in anticipation of what she had planned with it. Still, nothing was said as she kept our eyes locked before pushing my legs apart and moving in between them. She grasped a hold of my inflating member, giving it a firm squeeze, before my appendage met the warmth of her mouth. I gasped as she closed her lips around the head of my dick,.