After he finished he said good night and thanked me profusely for sharing.As soon as he hung up Lynn begin bucking and screaming into her last cum of ...he night. I couldn't believe what had taken place. The next morning Lynn was still very horny. She is like that. When she gets intensely excited it takes her several days to get back to 'normal'.This is where I'll need to end the first part. Other events left to describe:2 - Lynn and I wind up talking to Greg on the speakerphone (both of us this. "Isn't not 'ain't' Millie; it's 'isn't'. You want to pass diction anddecorum don't you?" Katie corrected her."So ladies did you get the brief on hosties being walking advertisementsfor Goldwing and keeping your seams straight etcetera," Peter forked apile of salad into his mouth."You do know all about this place don't you?" Wendy said."I told you about the need to know everything about one's adversary.Did they spin you the story about the different coloured piping on ouruniforms?" he. They continued to double-facefuck their willing partner hard, as drool and cock-slime spurted from the corners of her overstretched mouth and run down her chin. The loads that had been brewing in their balls all through the aggressive butt-fucking they had enjoyed were very nearly ready though, and they swiftly extracted themselves from Erica's throat. She had barely a second to draw in a single, deep breath, before the men forced her head back, pulled her jaw open wide and started squirting. It’s quiet, and though it’s only a county away from where I lived my old life, it’s far enough to begin my second life. It’s not a bad place. I’d feel pretty happy to die here. It’s mid-summer, so even though it’s nine o’clock it’s not close to being dark yet. The road shoulder is wide, so I’m reasonably safe from being hit by a passing car. I hear noises all around me. Maybe crickets. It bothers me that I don’t know for sure. I live in kind of a rural area but I didn’t grow up here. Until I.