A little copse of trees that we use for our "food runs". He just smiles at me and tells me to head for the truck bed. I raise my eyebrows, "What about...Nelson?" I ask. Cyle tells me not to worry about that, I cried 'uncle' and as agreed upon he is going to make sure I get taken care of. "Then why is he here?!" Nelson laughed and told me that technically since he was the one to work me up he should get the reward. He starts backing me towards the end of the truck. I am so busy watching Nelson. Once they finished their dessert Joseph took care of the check and then asked, "Ready to head back to the hotel?" Sure" she responded standing up and after exiting the Steakhouse they slowly walked back to the hotel holding hands.They walked through the lobby, rode up in the elevator and went up to the room. Joseph quickly said, "I need to take Ol'Jack for a walk want to come?" Sure" she replied and once again they went back outside to the back lot and walked the dog in the grass."It sure is a. The double penetration kept getting better for her too and, after a few minutes of the long, slow strokes into her pussy and ass, her body was thrashing between us. If there had been a fly walking around on the ceiling and looking down, she would have resembled a big, creamy white frog, with her legs kicking out behind me and her arms flapping at her sides. "I'm cumming! I'm cumming!" Betsy announced, to nobody's surprise. Her movements became even wilder, with her arms flailing the mattress. "She's through the worst of it, my sweet Frederica. Now it's going to be more fun for you to watch. Believe me! The bitch will win, but look at that face. What a mess! "The Mistress was a bit on the optimistic side, though and for ten more rounds, as the crowd became utterly silent in the face of this awful battle as it went back and forth, with first one and then the other seeming to have the edge. Neither was going to be an oil painting after this. Augusta had never been hurt like this.