I wasn't too sure what to do, so I started going up and down on his cock slowly and gently. "That's it, faster now, there's a good girl, ride my dick,...force it deep inside you, there you go, harder!" I did as he said and pushed his cock into my pussy balls deep. He rubbed my clit as I rode his old dick like the world depended on it. I was spasming from the pleasure of him rubbing my clit, and bouncing up and down on his cock at the same time. I never wanted this feeling to end. He grabbed my. She had become his personal anal slut, the only cock allowed inside this hole are his and others he allowed, and that was rare. Despite how many times he did this, the girl always felt tight around his shaft. Leaning over her back he placed a hand on the back of her head and pushed it in between her best friend’s legs so she wouldn’t stop licking. Cyndi had pretty much forgot about the pussy near her mouth as she concentrated her tongue on those two hanging balls that were sliding across her. She didn’t need or want the approval of the group she was with. We’d fit well together, he thought and then chuckled. Don’t be a dummy, you haven’t actually met her and you don’t know anything about her. He was interested anyway. Maybe we’ll get a chance to talk at Phantom Ranch if she stays over, he continued his thought. Dixie had noticed Casey too. She’d seen him as they started the hike down from the South Rim, mostly because he was the only stranger hiking with the group. Dixie saw him. She came quickly, more inspite of his efforts than because of them. She sat frozen as the spasms shook her, her hands grasping the arms of the chair, her legs closed trapping the stranger's fingers buried in her pussy, her mouth clamped shut to prevent her cries of pleasure from bursting from her throat. As she regained control once more, she looked at Tom. "Thanks," she said, "but I don't think I'll take these." She reached down and quickly unlaced the boot and put the sandal back on. Tom sat.