His face had lost it’s cold and distant look and now was flushed and tight as though he were physically uncomfortable. As the beat of the song pick...d up, I spread my legs apart and placed my hands on the insides of my thighs as I slowly stroked up and down in time with the sinking of my hips as though I were riding an imaginary dick. I felt animalistic as I panted and thrust my hips as if I were wildly fucking on the dance floor. I hit a feverish pitch and let my head drop back as I let out a. She trusted him and recalled that his instincts eventually led him to her. But she drew the line when he informed her they would need to cross the river again, insisting they find a place where it was shallower or otherwise easier to pass. She would not repeat their first crossing, they had to find another way. With his companion’s parameters in mind, the Tracker kept a watchful eye for places which might prove promising. Unfortunately, Sala was not enthusiastic about any of the options he had. We haven't seen each other for a long time." I would die of embarrassment," said Rachel, "I'm blushing already." Come on," said Aubrey, zipping up Rachel's house dress for her, "It would be like old times. Remember how I used to 'chaperone' for you two at your little picnics?" See?" said Rachel, pointing to her now-crimson face, "already, death is setting in. Oh, heck. Would you throw some clothes on and put the pork chops in the oven, please. I need to make up the bed and finish my hair and. Billy let down the tail on the truck and unrolled a set of camping mattresses. Then Billy and Bobby both lay down on the back of the truck, at arms length from each other, watching the stars. Seeing a spot obviously meant for me I jumped up between them. While watching the stars they both began touching me over my clothes. Billy kept his hands to the left side of me and Bobby kept his to my right. They swirled their fingers around my breasts, down my belly and over my pussy, they caressed me.