I was getting very wet, I had fantasised about Sarah so many times and how I wanted to fuck her and make her cum really hard. This was it. It was happ...ning. We were grinding our pussies against each others legs and our moans got louder as we got wetter. Before i realised it my hands were sliding under her shirt, her skin was so smooth and soft. To my devastation, a bunch of stoner guys stumbled into the room holding a big smoke pipe and they asked if they could hide in the room, they even. All that was needed now was Jr to stack the wood and the other two to do the digging. Karen and I headed back.Smartass and his helper had done a pretty good job on that first tree but they didn't look very damned happy about their job well done, especially after I moved them down the line to the next one. I didn't give a shit what they liked; I just moved them and nailed their chain to the next obstacle. Karen and I struck out for my safe area and the truck.We hadn't gone a hundred yards before. The final set of diners appeared to be a grandfather and granddaughter also seated in a booth.Leslie appeared shortly. She was a stunning brunette with shoulder length hair, long legs, and a radiant smile. She wore a standard white long sleeved blouse that was perhaps a bit too tight. It was accompanied by a black knee length skirt and three inch heels. She placed the martinis before Ed and Steve. “Shall I bring you menus, or would you like to wait at bit?” she inquired.Ed sipped his drink.. I’d take the risk, my sense of judgment had long since abandoned me.Brigitte smiled into my eyes and then squatted down. Looking up at me, she watched my reaction as her warm breath caressed my wet length. Taking me into her mouth, I ran my hands softly through her hair. Cleaning the juices of our congress from me and still enflamed by her confession, I hardened easily.Brigitte stopped and giggled, “You are hard again.”I was hung on her every word as my body coursed with want. Taking me.