The closer we got, the edgier she became. Our sex life had become more robust and animalistic. I think part of her unease was that there weren’t any...more video chats with Eddie. That much, I was relieved of!I had to brace myself for the inevitable.Our flight to Nashville took about two hours. The nearly three and a half-hour drive to Pigeon Forge was almost more than I could take. At one point, she had opted for taking her leggings off and masturbating in the seat beside me. Pussy juices. To give pleasure to a trueman like him. It's just your sissy instincts at work."Why were they treating me that way, pretending that this was what Idesired? I did as instructed, sliding my tongue around the periphery ofhis cockhead. Then she had me use it on the underside, specifically onthat narrow strip of tissue that she identified as the frenum. Davongrowled his approval. Karen told me that these were the things she did tohis cock when it was her giving the blowjob. It devastated me to. It was Manuela who was sleeping next to me, and not Sofia. Just when I had accepted that Sofia loved me, and it was okay for me to love her, she was brutally taken away from me. As the effect of the painkillers had died, now, my whole left arm hurt. Yet it was nothing, compared to the hurt I was feeling inside. When Manuela noticed that I was awake, she tried to make sure that I remained in bed, but I smiled to her and declined. There must have been something in my smile that made her uneasy. I. She bucked madly on my face, covering it with her juices. It wasn’t long after that her body tensed significantly and her legs began to quiver. I doubled my efforts, getting a restrained groan out of Mrs. Fletcher. Aside from the ‘oh Jesus’, she was being very quiet and part of me couldn’t help but think that she was doing that on purpose. “Robbie,” she gasped breathlessly. Her legs tightened and cum flooded her already soaked pussy. I lapped at it hungrily, driving her orgasm to greater.