I hear the waves even louder here. I climb up the last hill, just around that corner I’ll see the lake! At the top I stop. A tree has fallen and is...blocking my way. I can hear the lake roaring it’s anger, but I can’t see it! Slowly and carefully, I examine the tree. I don’t want the tree to fall further when I’m under it or over it. The top seems to be firmly wedged between two trees on the other creek bank. The bottom of the trunk is on the ground. It shouldn’t go anywhere. Carefully, I climb. You wonder for tenth time what convinced a[A1]Man[A2]Womanlike you, to come to this place. Drinks were awful, the information scare and food – you wouldn't touch it with 10 foot stick. You thought that this would be a good place to celebrate the successful completion of your last contact. But in hindsight,. After we finished my fuck buddy left. I figured mom and Ross would head upstairs like they always do but no, Ross came over and started to clean/suck my cock. And then she stood up and removed her clothes. Ross said she needed some young cock as she got on the bed and mounted me. I was surprised at how wet and tight her old pussy was. She rode me for a few minutes and I blasted my load deep inside her all the while my mom watched. Ross dressed and the two ladies went upstairs. A few days later. As she gazes dreamily up at Spunkalot, who has been gentle with her, the k** leans over and holds her nose causing her to disengage and retch. It is such a cruel yet banal act Gillis is briefly reunited with the text but it’s gone midnight and, as he has every night since he stopped smoking weed (he’d gone a fortnight and was awful proud) he feels sleepy. Off the skunk his sleep is less fractured, his mornings less groggy. Gillis drinks from a bottle of flavoured mineral water and pops a.