Dabbing down my body, I felt a little horny. I wouldn't say I'm an exhibitionist. But, I do enjoy masturbating outside in the open air. Maybe I'm an e...otic naturalist. The sun warming my skin as the water dripped off my bikini and down in between my thighs turned me on. My hand wandered down my tummy squeezing my vagina through my dripping bikini bottom, bringing that familiar erotic lift, the rise between my hips and down into my legs, the urge to expose my bare skin to mother sun and feel her. "Swallow my cock". She was not sure what he meant, "swallow"?Her mouth and throat were full, how could she swallow. The lack of air wasbeginning to affect her and she heard him say again "swallow', Sheforced herself to swallow and she felt her throat contract tightly around hiscock. Only then did he pull out and she was allowed to breath deeply. "Yes, that's it, that's what you need to do each time I am just aboutto enter your throat, swallow." She nodded her understanding and beganto follow. Mrs O leaned toward me and whispered "You've got to admire his cheek but i bet he'd run a mile if i played along" I told her that i didn't think he would so she said there was only one way to find out!She crossed her legs letting her skirt ride up revealing a good bit of her thigh before reaching down and stroking the outside of her leg never once taking her eyes of the guy who gave her a little smile. I resisted the urge to say I told you so instead giving her a winning smile when she said. ”Dan looked at Orden. “Mr. Orden, whatever you do, do NOT piss this woman off. I do run a caravan, but we know things about people, because we’re the ones who get to talk to everyone, spread the news. In all the years of the Railroad, ain’t no one every killed a Behemoth. She’s killed one, and a shit pot full of super mutants, with one shot each.”“Two, actually. Or is it three? Either way, they die, just like everything else I shoot does. And you’re exaggerating a little, Dan. If I don’t hit.