Katy moans softly and i feel her legs open a little below me. i raise up to look at her again. i see the wetness i left on her ear, shining in the glo... of the room. i look at her face some more, her black hair, her warm neck, such a special place for us. she has gone into a zone i know so well. her hands return to her breasts and she pulls on her nipples some more, roughly, tugging, making them hard again. this time she means it, and lets out a soft, ‘ohh…’ i watch as she pleasures herself,. We stopped at some of the tourist traps and bought some junk. We had a bite to eat. I bought a racoon hat. We stopped along the roadside and sat and talked. I visited a bush.After a couple hours of sightseeing, we turned around and headed home. The trip back was not as fun, we were tired, the sights going were the same ones we'd seen coming. At one point I shifted to one of the "A" routes for variety, but we got caught in traffic and I moved back to the main road. I hadn't really noticed just. She was naked and posed in a way to show off her sweet pussy to the camera. She was in the copilot’s seat of a corporate jet, surrounded by the dials, gauges, switches, radios, and other elements that controlled the plane. She had one hand on the yoke in front of her, a radio headset on her head, and smiled up at the camera; her other hand also hefted one breast towards the camera so that the areola and tit were more obvious.Mike moaned.Brad paused and came back to where Mike had stopped,. "Simon moved his hands to her shoulders, holding her so that she couldn't turn around and see his face. He shivered slightly despite the shower of warm water. Simon took a deep breath and started."I don't know any other way to do this, so I'll just come out and say it. I want you to come back home with me, but I'm not sure that I can live the way we've been these last few months. I can live with swinging. Hell, I'm just as guilty as anyone when it comes to enjoying the parties we've had. But I.