"Totally awesome, baby. Totally awesome." Okay then..."Complying, she straddled me and I inserted a well-lubed finger in. She was reasonably loose. I ...imed my cock at her shitter and said, "Slow now, lower yourself down onto my dick." Okay." I want you to tell me what it feels like, okay, baby?" I asked as I pressed at the little brown ridges with the narrow end of my finger. Surprisingly, Bernie tried to hump it.Quickly, I removed the finger and inserted the head of my dick. Twisting slightly,. "Damn it Tommy, Do I have to do everything in this family?", Grandpa said angrily."Well, how about we all tell her on the way back to your house?", Uncle Jim chimed in. "No. We'll wait until we get there.", Grandpa huffed. "That way it will all be done behind closed doors just where it should be kept." The three of them got into the car and we were on our way back home. It seemed that everyone was lost in their own thoughts. I couldn't help but think about the conversation that I had just. .. to Sheridan, Wyoming. Actually ... Wolf and Eaton’s Ranch.I’d like to say in was a dark and stormy night. I’d like to say it was snowing in the dead of winter. I’d like to say that ... but I can’t. It was a mild balmy day driving towards Three Forks ... somewhere south of Toston but not yet to the junction at Interstate 90 when I saw the proverbial thumb.In the summer, Montana and Wyoming are prime hikers areas. Going to this or that National Park or Wilderness Area for reasons only a mother. I passed it back to Shannon, our fingers touching as she gripped the round canister. For a moment, I lingered with my grip on the can, focused on our intertwined fingers. Then I realized she had a good hold of it, so I let go.“Okay, lights coming on. Hope it’s light-tight!” I said quickly. “Close your eyes.”I shuffled back in the direction of the door and hit the switch. After adjusting her vision to the brightness, Shannon moved to the table.“Developer? Ah, here we go.” She looked around,.