"I don't know what they put in those drinks, but it feels like somebody clouted me a good one. Probably that Bob. He's a sneaky-looking bastard."Gwen ...at up and looked puzzled at her husband. "But I thought you loved Bob? Like you do Sybil?" He was mean to me tonight. Sybil told me he was mean to me. She said he didn't love me anymore. She said I shouldn't love him."Allen's hands clenched the gnarled steering wheel tightly."I hate Bob. I hate him."The paradox bothered Gwen. She sat back, her. ” He took my right hand in his mouth and lathered them up extremely well. Then I reached around to slip my hand into his ass-crack. I started by forcing my index finger into his tight hole, then my middle finger. I squeezed all four in eventually and spat into his ass to try and force them down till my knuckles were to his rectum. Calvin took all this without too much pain so I kept going. His ass was full of nearly half my hand, so I squeezed in further until my knuckles were now in his ass. A few days later, I was in position with my dick sticking up and ready. The anticipation had me nervous and I shot off shortly after I was in his mouth. He sucked until I stopped squirting. The corner of my blanket was pulled back and I could see something was being pushed in. I reached up and felt something smooth and warm. It was his hard dick and it was covered with a sticky substance.I got on my knees and moved closer to his dick. I realized what the sticky substance was. He had put my cum. A last look around up here meant walking a few steps, and it was already getting dark. Still, he lifted his binoculars and scanned the mountains out there in his field of view. He knew that he’d likely have only a few more minutes for it, the way that high-powered optics needed a decent amount of ambient light to see through properly. With evening coming on, you had to really look to see if there was a plume or smudge of smoke to be seen on one of the ridges or slopes far out from where he was..