“I wanta take care of that for you,” I said as I got the first aid kit from the storage under the seat. I picked up the blanket, too.I swabbed her...palm with a sterile wipe and painted it with merthiolate, I couldn’t put a Band Aid on so I just gave it a kiss, “All better now,” I grinned at her.I got the next two fish, two yellow bullheads, around a pound and a half each. “Well I recon we’re gonna have that fish dinner, I’ll fry up some potatoes and onions, stew some okra and make a mess of hush. “Please. I’m Lena.” Caitlyn was the blonde she’d seen in the photo hanging in the lobby. Lena smiled broadly. “You’re even more beautiful in person than in your photo,” she said. “Hush,” Caitlyn said, putting a finger to her lips. “Don’t let Gary hear that. He thinks his photos make us more attractive than we are in person.” “The secret is safe with me,” Lena said in a low voice. “Have you ever done something like this before? You look like a model.” “No,” she said laughing. “But thank you for. The pink areoles surrounding her tightening nipples had risen above the cups of her corset.“Those are very nice,” he whispered into her ear.“Do you like them?” she asked and pushed herself against his growing member that strained against her buttocks. “Very much,” he said. She broke his hold and turned to face him and the mirror that rose behind him. In a deft motion she unzipped her top and the elasticized fabric separated giving an unobstructed view of her perky tits. “Do you still like. Leaning forward, I kiss your clit as I pull my fingers free. Forming a fist, I push it inside slowly.My fingers dig into your thigh to give me balance. I push hard and manage to get myself wrist deep, then push further. I pull back to my wrist for momentum and then put all my weight into the next push. I drive most of my forearm into your cunt.I slam my fist into you and draw back. Peeling the hood of your clit back, I suck hard on it as I drive a new deep blow towards your inner depths.You cry.