I can feel his tongue traveling up, feel him change pace to calm me down and take more. Crying out his name, almost finishing, he stops, puts his hand... on my ass, tells me to turn around. As I turn around, he stands up and in one swift move lifts me onto the kitchen counter, wrapping my legs around his waist. Putting his fingers in my mouth, he pulls himself out of his pants, slipping himself inside, groaning aloud at the tightness he has encountered. Wet, slick, slippery, still very tight. He. " "Yeah it sure was," said Jackson. They both walked into the shower area together. They took of their towels and went under opposite showers so that they could talk. As soon as the water started running Jackson's eyes were glued to Owen. His hair, his face, his incredible body. Jackson could stare at it all day. He probably would have until Owen asked him about try outs for next year. Jackson replied saying that he was hoping that he was good enough to make it on the varsity team. Without him. He put her down to the floor. Her little mini started to fold down and straighten out. But, Janet stopped it, choosing to reach down and do some work first. She attempted to pinch back some of her hole, to try to bring both sides together, like they were only about fifteen minutes earlier. She wiggled her ass and tried to pinch with her internal muscles. But she still gaped a lot, as she reached the kitchen table. The grey mini dropped into position. And Kim motioned for Janet to take a seat at. It seemed like we were always thirsty. We couldn't see hardly anything and it was hot. The only light was coming in from a little grill in the top of the truck. I think the water they gave us had drugs in it. You have to believe me. Say you love me, please? If I ever get home I'm never going to leave and love you always." I thought you did love me always." I do. You know what I mean. I'm just going to love you harder and more deeply."It was time for another question she was not going to want to.