’ Jeff cleaned up pretty good. Put a tie and jacket on the boy and he looked almost, cute. When it came to conversation, my idiot savant wasn’t fu...ly up to the task. Small talk was still in his idiot zone. I didn’t care. The inability to talk about unimportant nonsense didn’t seem important at all. I shared my view of him as an idiot savant pointing out his idiot conversation. He was tickled. He did make some people uncomfortable when he cut straight through their bullshit and focused on what. There was a moaning cry from Zena as she missed her step and hung, straining, by her arms. “Oooooh... I can’t go on... I C-CAN’T...” she wailed. “You... hhaaahhh... m-ust... must... hhaaahhh...” panted Karena, still turning her wheel. She was a taller and more powerful girl than Zena. “I... ooooohhhh... I j-just can’t ...” sobbed Zena. “If... hhhaaaahhhh... you stop... hhhaaaahhhh... hhaaahhh... you know... she’ll flog you to r-ribbons...” “O-Ohhh... oooohhh... why don’t the Gods... st-strike. I looked over my shoulder and saw that he was looking for my truck. I looked and saw 2 guys standing there holding fishing poles and watching us. One was a skinny white guy and I could see a massive bulge in his pants. He saw me looking and gently gave it a quick rub. The 2nd man was a tall black man in basketball shorts and no shirt. His bulge looked massive and very hard. He leaned his fishing poles against my truck and shrugged at his buddy before walking toward me. John began to fuck me. Steadily, his thrusts became harder and faster. She moved her hips in sync with his. She pushed her pussy to his cock as he pounded her. They were moaning rhythmically and their breaths were becoming shorter. He let out a loud groan and fucked her harder and faster. She dug her nails into the skin on his back. He let out another loud groan as he came inside her. He slowed his thrusts. When he finished, he pulled out and rolled off of her. They laid in silence, trying to catch their breaths. She.