. I, uh ... I pulled up in my car after running an errand for her. And, um, my girlfriend here ... Beth..."Zoey's hand remained in place, not moving. ... was still hardening, though." ... What errand were you running?" the officer asked.She squeezed my cock at that question.Stick to the story."I ... I ... uh, went to get her a burger. Zoey. She, uh, wanted one for after she got off work."I looked at the officer's eyes, and they went down to his notebook. I felt Zoey's hands pat my semi-hard. This time she moaned in pleasure as my 3rd finger entered her. While I was waiting for her sphincter to relax I took my penis and slowly began to rub against her exposed vagina and all the way back to her butt crack. The runoff from the Vaseline got my dick nice and slippery just in time for her to become relaxed enough for me to get in. I pulled my fingers out one at a time and then positioned my dick at her now slightly stretched hole. I slowly pushed in, as she moaned loudly in a half pain. She does – laying flat on her stomach.I begin to massage that amazing fat ass of hers! It feels so nice and warm, soft yet toned. My adrenaline and hormones are through the roof at this point.I pull her leggings down around her kneesI spread her cheeks giving me a view of her dark asshole and pussy. My head instantly buries between her cheeks. I begin to eat her asshole, I don’t hold back either, I lick around her hole, then bury my tongue into her asshole, tasting as much as I can as her. "Dead Man's Creek," Lana said doubtfully, "we're spending the next two nights at a place called, 'Dead Man's Creek'?" They actually say it's the most beautiful of all the resorts we'll be playing at," John said."But why do they call it that," Sandra asked."The name comes from an interesting local legend," Joyce said, "I'd tell you the whole story but it's actually best saved for telling while roasting marshmallows over an open fire." A ghost story," Ana said smiling, "oh please tell us on our.