Either way, I was not going to give them reason to regret that choice.After that I went back to sleep.The Flying Dutchman flew across Portugal, turned...to the north east over western Spain, and cut across southeastern France. I was woken up as we passed the French - Italian border."Joe. Situation report." We have crossed the French - Italian border. Dawn has happened, but local forecasters expect heavy precipitation. Currently they are divided as to whether the weather will be snow or rain."I. Now I know why Wendy said that that we would both have Hel’s pussy fucking her and my cock at the same time.Hellen was fucking Wendy’s hole with such masterfully strokes that any guy would be proud of and the dildo was working my shaft as well and soon I could not hold back any more with Hellen work both Wendy’s pussy and my cock shot my load which allowed Hellen to slip in and out of her spunk filled hole even easier.Hellen pulled out the dildo from Wendy’s cum filled hole and she climbed off. ... sure why not we soon trailed off the highway to a path not so traveled it seemed, about 5 or so miles off the highway, I wasn't nervous for anything tho most normally anyone would in such situations, not me besides I can always handle myself, anyway we soon arrived to a seclude pond, nice'' I said yeah I come here sometimes on trips back from the city during the hot summers to cool off a bit before heading home he said, coolio I thought ya know we can skinny dip if ya want no one comes out. She moaned with eyes closed and lips parted. Bending my head again, I ran my tongue underneath her breast, across the side where I paused to nibble lightly on the flesh there, then up to the top of her breast and back down to the nipple. Meanwhile, my left hand had been resting on her bush, just above her slit. She began rocking her hips, encouraging me to explore that area, to put that lazy hand to work. Holding my fingers tight together, I moved them down over her womanhood and began.