”“What’s that?” George asked.Jill reached down and petted his inner thigh, brushing against him. “You’ll see.”With that she got up and w...lked in the direction of their sleeping car. Jill had gotten her fill of excessive railroad jargon, and the wide open nothingness of the Great Plains. She was horny, was getting hornier, and was no longer really willing to just put up with it. Time for George to follow her into the bedroom... March 15th, 1995, 6:15 PM CT; O’Hare International Airport; Chicago,. She said NO! I asked her if she was sure and she was adamant that she had not. Then I asked her if she sucked his cock and she hesitated, a clear sign that she had. I asked again and still no answer. I told her I tasted cum on her breath and she whispered ‘yes’. My fingers were deep into her and she was really getting into it. I spun her around, bent her over the island bar and lifted the back of her sundress. I plunged into her extremely hot pussy and began to pound her. I was not making love. " He moved towards the door. "Belle, you finish up Bibi here.Here's the instruction sheets for the complicated bits and here's somepics of what she should look like when you're finished. Makeup too butit's mostly the eyes'n lipstick. OK? Bring her along as soon as she'sready." He looked at Bob. "I'll go soften them up. I'd give you a fist-bump for luck but--" Bob growled, and then Charlie was gone, the doorclosing behind him and Bob was left to Belle's tender mercies tocomplete his. I quickly made my way toward my camp seeing fellow campers sitting around fires.Arriving at our camp I entered the trailer to find my wife dressed in her nightgown, sitting at the table, reading a book. I sat down at the table and told her about meeting some new friends. She wanted to meet the couple and insisted that we invite them for supper in the not too distant future. After a short time we went to bed and following a brief love-making session fell sound asleep.The next day dawned bright,.