His cum was still dripping out of my ass hole and my leather seats were soon sopping wet. I started the car, cranked up the heat, and pulled back out ...nto the two lane highway, heading east toward Salt Lake as the eighteen wheeler accelerated right on my tail.Here I was driving down the highway, bucknaked, my no-longer virgin ass dripping cum, being tailed by my tormentor as my boner raged. What the fuck had I gotten myself into? And why couldn't I get my mind off that fucker's big cock?We. "Ya don't though, I'm feelin generous, leave then ALL alone, ya might survive, got it?" The blonde man said punctuating his point as he poked the man in his ribs.The man swallowed hard as he looked at the blonde man, then the pistol that was poking his ribs. "S-sure mister, don' wanna not get paid."The blonde man looked hard into the man's eyes then nodded holstering his gun. Turning, the blonde man rode ahead of the wagon. He stopped heading back when he heard a female voice call out to him.A. “Yeah, by stuff you mean what you really think of me, the both of you,” I said. “But now, after the fact, I’m kinda grateful to you for all of what the two of you had to say. I was kinda glad because you cleared things up for me; I mean that day.”“No!” she said. “It’s not what we really think. Really!”“You forget. I was there, I heard the tone of voice, the words, the determination, all of it.”She looked to be about to say something, but I held up my hand to short shank her for the moment.“For. Natalie was the consummate gatherer. Her half-learned half-innate knowledge of biology and botany led to an ability to find new fruits and vegetables constantly. She was also the only one that seemed capable of building traps that could capture the peacocks. But on top of that, with the help of everyone else, she'd managed to construct several fish traps around the cove. With those working, the only times Stacy or James ever needed to wade into the pool and spear fish was when they were bored.