She didn't think Betsy would survive if William turned her away at the door."He was pretty mad at us," Betsy said biting her lower lip. She felt like ...rying.The guard hung up the telephone and made his way to the car. He was a tall Native American with a pony tail that came down to the middle of his back. Rather than a typical guard uniform, he was wearing blue jeans and a blue work shirt. On his hip he had a revolver in a holster. Ling noticed that the holster was rigged for a quick draw.The. Kissing back up between her legs and thighs and I just keep staring into those eyes. I reach her pussy with my lips and lightly kiss her. She moans and finally pulls her gaze away. I take that opportunity to plunge my tongue deep inside her. I swirl my tongue around the walls of her honey-flavored pussy, and it tastes amazing. Her cum tastes like sugar and excites me even more. I slide my tongue over clit. It’s swollen and looks like a little tiny cherry. I suck it into my mouth and tease her.. Having hoped that his conservative approach to sex might be broadened, I alas found that he simply inflexible.*On my following visit, however, things took a surprising turn when I sat staring at the ocean in the same camping area.As I sat there, I soon became intrigued by a young man who was hovering about. In all honesty, he really wasn’t very good-looking and had a somewhat scruffy look about him.Shamelessly, I must confess that once we spoke, I could clearly discern that he had grown up on. From the looks of things, it looks like she had taken off her bra. Surely not I thought. The following hours were largely uneventful. As the day went on, the temperature kept rising. It was late afternoon by this point, and the temp had risen to the high 90s. During the long walk, I allowed my mind to wander as I walked behind my mother. The jean shorts she had put on clung perfectly to her ass. I couldnt stop thinking about how good my dick felt going into that perfect ass last night. My dick.