What red-blooded American malewouldn?t be? They never really tried to put a name to their relationship, itwas just how they were and they were both co...fortable with that.Ithad been a good year at work for Roger and he?d received a substantial bonus sofor her birthday he gave Susan a silver collar. "It?s a Gorean slave collar" he explained to her. It had beenconstructed to conform to the descriptions from that book series. It was almosta half-inch wide, made of fine silver with a decorative. " She cradled Tarhee's chin with the handshe'd just had at her boob.Tarhee said, "I'm out of the life. Not connected anymore."Yara gripped his chin. She cycled through more spells. "Who is connected?Who's the biggest snake in this snake ranch?"He glanced at her boobs. "Sister, this is a Free Charter city. Knock onany door. They're in the trade, providing services for them, or payinginsurance money." He held up air quotes for insurance. "Or else they'recollege kids, accumulating debt and. Then he started to lick the clitoris vigorously, and a verypleasant feeling shot through my body. I placed both hands on the back of his head, pulling himgently into my mound. He started to dart in and out of my pussy, making me want to feel more,and then he stood up and undressed. 'This was it,' I thought, 'if I can pass this, I will have passedthe Quest.' His muscular body didn’t do anything for me in fact it was making me wonder if Icould go through with this. Then he removed his trousers. In no time we were on I-90W heading to the north entrance to Yellowstone National Park. During the eight hour drive, we talked about the events over the last four days. We also talked about the things we wanted to see in Yellowstone.We soon found ourselves on 89S heading to the north entrance. Before we knew it, there before us was the entrance. In no time we found a camping site for tents only. It was three in the afternoon when we started setting up the tent. There were only ten tents.