As always, my mom was nuttier than a squirrel turd."Whores, the lot of them! Son, you couldn't have assembled a finer collection of fallen women and s...reet-corner sweepings anywhere." She hissed."Former whores." Lori sharply corrected and my mom just laughed."Son, then you'd best be rid of that one first! There is nothing worse than a harlot turned respectable. A reformed anything is bad enough, but a reformed harlot is the direct wrath of the Devil. Those who have spent time giving pleasure. “Head in that direction till you come to the bridge over the reservoir then head back to the vehicles.”“That’s gotta be like 9 miles round trip.”“Actually, it’s just over 10, but we’ll call it 10.”“You’re not dressed for it?”“You’re out of your mind, it’s too fucking hot! Been there, done that. I’ll be waiting at the bridge, in my air-conditioned truck. If I think you’re taking too long, I’ll come check on you. So, get moving.”I was going to die. Cinching the straps a little tighter, I started. . every time I glance over and see this young guy sucking on that BBC and her huge tits hanging down while she is fucking his throat.. then his ass.. with his legs over her shoulders and ass full of dick.. By this time I am planning on not working the rest of the day. And if invited to stay the night would be more than willing... This time of year is pretty cold out and I am still wearing my work clothes and heavy boots.. so I start to reach down and untie my boots and my new lover stops me and. He had a regular penis, meaning by that, nothing like the ones you can see in porno films. It was not erected but it was, maybe, half erected. “Nice mast you’ve got there” I told him while I got the shower jell. He smiled and said “thanks man”. Well, the right thing to do at this moment was to turn around and go back to my shower and mind my business, washing myself. I didn’t. I just stood there, like hypnotized, watching his penis which under my sight was getting harder and bigger. It was.