. and Jim. He could tell he'd made the right decision bringing her here.Jim started acting like a 'tour guide', pointing out all the points of interes... to Karen, as Pete just listened in. As they reached the creek... Jim placed his hand gently on the small of Karen's back and pointed. "Karen, this is 'Bush Creek' and it runs all the way up to that hill side, where the waterfall is located. It is so private there, hidden in the trees." Karen asked him, "How did they come up with the name 'Bush. I brought the "recipe" back home with me and prepared one for my wife. She wasn't too impressed. I think part of it was the fact that American bacon and English bacon are entirely different things. They are cured differently, and the English bacon was a lot more like what I would call ham. More meatly, less fat. I was actually fortunate that the baguette had recently become reliably available at local groceries. Such exotic bread stuffs weren't available when I was a child (except maybe in that. This time, he pushed his cock into her tight, puckered arse hole. He slid his cock in slowly until his balls slapped against her arse. Ellen's pussy contracted and sent a torrent of her cum onto his belly. He fucked her slowly and built up a steady rhythm. He sped up and Ellen spread her pussy lips for him as he loved her cunt. She sped up again, until he couldn't hold back and shot a smaller load of cum inside her tight arse hole. Moving quickly, Ellen moved forward and took his cock in her. He also told me that once I finished this, my punishment would be over.”“Wow Ali. Sounds really…intense. So what happened?”“Well, I got out of the car and hid behind the fence and watched him leave. I kept thinking it might only be a test and he would just turn right around and come back and get me, but I watched him drive down the road. It must have been about 11:30 or so by that time. So there weren’t a lot of cars. I started making my way along the road, hiding behind bushes and trees.