The fucking continued until the WPC was winded from her low impact aerobic hip thrusting. She removed the harness then tied it around her waist. Walke... around to be in front of her then grabbed a handful of Miss Newmans hair and pulled her face to her sweaty hairy pussy and told her to lick it.Miss Newman cooperated with getting the WPC off her tongue flicking her clit , her mouth sucking down on her pussy lips, tongue probing the WPCs juicy cunt.The WPC comes in streams squirting all over her. She told me that the last she heard, her parents had moved to Florida someplace to retire.I told her my story, how my dad was a retired autoworker and, like him, I worked building cars as well. But the plant I worked at closed down, and that's why I was on the road to a new life.I told her the guy I was going to see in Atlanta used to work at the same plant as me, but he had gotten out before it all turned to shit and now he had a pretty good auto parts business going there. He wanted to open. Her fingers searched her purse for a moment and then extracted the translucent latex. Her long fingers weighed the milky contents in the yellow porch light. A tingle ran though her as she remembered his jerking cock filling the rubber with his first load of come. She made up a story about no pills and he had consented to use the rubber. She shivered and hurriedly untied the knot in the tube and holding the top open, sniffed the pungent odor of come. For one final minute she looked at the thick,. The weather, even in the lower ranges, can change so rapidly; a sudden squall came over in an instant and left us scrambling to get our wet weather gear on fast. We found some shelter in the lee of an outcrop, but the weather had set in and the rain turned to sleet. I knew there was a brick built shelter about a quarter mile away we made for that. I had helped the voluntary Mountain Rescue team provision some of these places, so I knew what to expect. It was untidy and a little smelly after.