I asked her more random stuff which i can’t recall anymore. Then i shocked her, “You know this favor you will need to return.” She said "what �..., i said yeah you owe me if i get you drinks. She asked, “what do you want a Kiss?” i was like "no we gotta fuck” she became hesitant and said” forget all this”. I told her forget about what lets get the drinks and figure this out. She then decided to walk with me to the gas station. then she said, “ You want a BJ”. I said yeah "that could work.”, then. {u like my tongue on ur hard clit?}My words lit on the screen as I think of her pussy, the smooth flesh and the sweet folds of her pussy lips growing swollen and red with her excitement. Her hard nub of a clit poking from under its hood to receive my kisses as my fingers spread her lips open. Her juices covering my tongue, the taste sinking into my lips and sliding down my throat.{yes. lick my pussy baby}{get my pussy ready for ur hard cock}Glancing over my shoulder to make sure the door was. Frankie went upstairs, dried her hair roughly and put on clean jeans and a t-shirt and went back downstairs,Adam was just finishing off as she made them both a drink.‘Come and sit down in here’ she motioned to him, as she sat on the sofa and picked her purse up.He walked in the room and instead of sitting on the opposite sofa sat down next to her, ‘what do I owe you’ she asked ‘oh nothing it was only a small repair’ he replied, ‘no’ she said you have to take something if I had had to ring. We continued on using the headlights of the snowmobiles. We stopped every hour to check on the girls and once we pulled off into the trees to make a quick meal and warm tea. Art said he doubted the attackers would return tonight, so we would keep going to get clear of the area, instead of camping for the night. I agreed and after we ate, we hit the trail again.Art had cut several pine boughs, tied them to the back of the toboggan so they would erase our tracks a bit. I pulled them until we made.