The sight was really something. Her small legs were sticking straight out to the sides while her body sat completely upright, almost as if my dick was...keeping her straight. Oh yes! she moaned as she looked down at me with a lustful smile. Thats what I like. She ran her hands up and down her torso before stopping at her crotch, holding her pussy at either side of my dick. I can feel you all the way up to here, she said. Then she used her right index finger to point at a spot on her belly right. Since I had picked up the Canadian near its headwaters the timber had been thinning as we got to lower elevations. The grass was a mix of last summer’s heavy dry stuff joined with the light emerald green of the new grass that added color to the scene. I could see a mix of sagebrush, blue gramma and patches of Indian grass in the basin below. Along the river, it was the waist high bluestem that Dirty Red seemed to like a lot. I was on the high side of the river about a half mile from the. It seemed as though I felt ever millimeter of cum that coursed down the length of my cock and erupted into my loves scalding cunt. Holy shit, what a fuck!I was vaguely aware that Bev had experienced another huge climax. I was happy for her. After all, this was supposed to be her night. She collapsed on top of me, but she was light as a feather. Her warm soft bosoms were pressed into my chest, and I swear I could feel her heart beat.We held one another in a loving embrace, whispering sweet terms. She saw Justin a few times but he was swamped with fans and had to keep to his practice routine over at the arena.In the middle of the afternoon she got a call from Diego to let her know he was back in Las Vegas and very pointedly asked her,"What the hell is a cigar doing on the bathroom sink?"She just laughed to cover her sudden sense of guilt and told him it was only an "old friend" who visited from Sacramento. It was a lie and they both knew it only Diego choose to ignore it and just tell.