“I thought I had two missing persons.”“Got some shut-eye at Sally’s. Didn’t want to leave her alone.”“How’s she doing?”“Better. I ...eed to buy a pickup.”“What! Why?”“I need to blend in. And I’m changing motels so we’ll need two cars. We can’t be seen together.”The two visited three used car lots before finding a five-year-old black Ford pickup. The sales manager balked at a personal check so Steele had his bank wire the money along with some extra.Steele drove to the Old South Inn. In the lobby,. Without ever withdrawing he continued to pound his wife. Again and again and again he fired his semen inside her to quench the fire in his loins. Finally, after several hours of nonstop battering, he dropped her legs and fell face first onto the bed linens next to her. Weakly Leslie rolled over and threw her leg over Christian's and they passed out in exhaustion.The next morning was cold and clear. The morning sun was just starting to shine through the bedroom window when Christian opened his. She was playing hard to get. While her older sister was in the bathroom taking a shower, I would move on her. I would touch her pussy, suck her tits and etc...when it was ripe, I would try to move in to fuck her. But each time I do that, she would move away. It was also difficult to take my cock out of my underwear as well because I was wearing a cloth boxer. I tell you, never do that. Wear the stretchable kind so that it would be easy to slide your cock out. I tried a couple of times and then. Katarina clamped her eyes shut. Her mouth sagged open. The john must have found gold as his arm panned slowly back and forth. Moe heard the faint squishy rhythm of in and out. Her eyes peeked open as she tried to stifle a yawn. Perhaps Katarina should spend a little less time getting her puss probed and a little more time on her beauty sleep. Moe suddenly felt a little less hot in the zipper. He ignored the grunts caused by the coozie dig behind him and concentrated on what had brought him.