I also made sure to call up Sandra. Her experience would be vital to this undertaking as a former nun, wouldn’t it? On that note, I contacted the Go...dmans and Tracy and Rodney. They would be useful as well. If Jehovah didn’t like me borrowing his worshipers and clergy, tough luck. He had the hearts of men and women all to himself for the longest time. It was high time for all of the Pantheon to be honored, not just one member.On the road to that location, Jen held my hand the whole fucking. I was eighteen, had my own car, and was fifteen hundred miles from home. And there were girls.With help from my guidance counselor, I found an intern program that was a perfect fit for me and by some miracle, I was chosen to spend the summer at the Colorado Rocky Mountain Theater Summer Camp in Glenwood Springs. No matter how I pushed it, I just couldn’t do the trip in less than three days. Five hundred miles a day was as much as I could handle. I pulled into campgrounds in Missouri and Kansas. I lifted one of her legs and moved my body somewhat perpendicular to hers, positioning my dick next to her pussy. Then I reached down and started rubbing the tip of my cock up and down her slit, making sure to give her clit plenty of attention, too. She started moving her body, trying to impale herself on me, but I teased her for a while first. Eventually, though, I did enter her, sliding smoothly into her hot, wet hole. I kept my hand there, rubbing her clit in circles as I pumped in and out. June reached out and unbuttoned my blouse, the red thing slipping easily from my body as she quickly stripped me, leaving me bare as she slid my skirt down and knelt with her warm breath lightly flowing over my soaked panty crotch. She sucked the material and purred as she drank the freely flowing cream which had gathered there from my earlier orgasm. She slipped my panties down and licked my auburn bush, biting the hairs and pulling, shaking her head. I don’t wear a bra, and my nipples were.