My cock was so hard. Jen had positioned herself over it and was slowly sliding her tight pussy down the length of my cock. Dawn had positioned herself...over my upper chest. Her sweet pussy was very close to my mouth and tongue. With a slight moan and gasp, Jen had sat completely down on my cock. With that, Dawn pushed her pussy against my mouth. I was held down firm, and let the sweet torture begin.I started softly kissing and licking the sweet pussy on my mouth, and when I found her clit, I. After just a minute she brought the cup from between her legs and poured the entire contents, golf ball and all, into her mouth. Once her lips closed it was only a matter of a second before she pushed the golf ball out between her tightened lips. With a shit eating smile she swallowed. “Wow,” I said while looking at the smiling woman in front of me, “”let me guess, every time after the movie?”Rebecca didn’t answer me verbally. She just nodded her head yes. I told her to put her golf ball. And my truck is not far from this Exit. I know it's dark outside, by now, so that will help some what. While she's using the restroom so am I. I hurry to finish, I walk out before she does, and stop in the door way. No one in the men's room and I don't hear any voices down this way either. The lights begin to flicker. She comes out of the restroom and bends over to a drinking fountain. I think "that fucking little slut tease!" "Look at the ways she's wiggling her butt!" All of a sudden all the. There were also two fishing poles, which he proceeded to pick up and push into my arms. “Huh?”“We’re going fishing, it’s part of the experience,” he replied.“What experience?”“The tradition, of course. Just because your mother didn’t give birth to a son, it doesn’t mean that we will skip the fishing part of the trip. I planned to give you the full experience, so that’s what we will do,” he stated matter-of-factly.“Alright, cool. So how do I carry these?” My eyes wandered up and down the fishing.