"Some of their holdings in the Northeast and the Midwest would strengthen us, and their Southern distribution in Alabama, Louisiana, and Florida, is g...ing to make Macklinson's a lot stronger than us in that region. They're the only ones who'll buy those holdings from us." Suppose Macklinson's decides to bid on the whole thing, Dad? Then, they end up getting what you're worried about now, plus they'll get a lot more strength in areas where they have no current presence. Would you rather have. Her arms and legs pressed me against her large belly, mashed me against the mounded melons of her breasts. She began to talk to me, urged me to fuck her harder, faster, deeper. Her breath panted, interspersed with groans and moans. Her body thrashed around me as she orgasmed. The spunk burst from my prick in mind blowing cock shivering pumps. Each time I thrust into her my prick pumped, splattering wads of cum deep inside her snatch. Her cunt muscles encircled my shaft and milked me dry. I lay. Still, Rob was correct. It was good that we’d learned about these sexual kinks now and within the safety of our best-friend cocoon rather than later in life. We had a unique opportunity to explore our impulses and urges and establish what was sensually comfortable, acceptable and safe. Rob and I cuddled together and rested for the rest of the day. I stirred once or twice and on one occasion spotted a couple of red squirrels scurrying around on the ground. It made me wonder. What did the. I'd let her. It made her happy for some reason. Out in the middle of nowhere, she'd dream of the city. She did these camping trips because she figured they'd be good for the kids. Her father used to do the same thing. Toughen them up and appreciate Mother Nature, you know. She loved it in her way. I mean, it doesn't get more beautiful then camping by a stream or a lake and the view and the vegetation and the birds. The peace is unlike any other. But she'd talk about the city. When you're mom.