We stopped at a gas station to fill up and both girls headed for the tiny restroom in the back. The female cashier gave me a swing of her hips and a f...ip of her long black hair probably thinking I was a super stud having two young chicks stuck to me like fly paper. The young Hispanic girl was not bad to look at and I certainly would not kick her out of bed if given the opportunity. The dark-skinned manager was keeping a sharp eye on us knowing his female employee was hot-blooded and ready to. .." I'm doing okay," Joyce said. "I'm not to lie, but if he gets a wrong impression, that's his problem."Patton grinned and sat back down. "All right. Now let's go over some things before the others get here. Remember..."Just past Martha's restaurant, the assistant DA pulled off the county road onto a small dirt road barely more than a path. A part of his mind vaguely thought that the road had probably once been a logging road. Whatever it was, it fit his needs. Stopping only after he was out. At one time Iturned my light on and drew out a floor plan to the house andlabeled each room.Nightly fiction dreams, #2Several of my nightly "half-dreams" occurred as being the mascotof the school at athletic functions. The catch was that I got toride with the cheerleaders. They would dress me up as acheerleader on the bus trips or I would dream that they dared meto walk into the restaurant we would stop at and I would bewearing their clothes. Often I would dream that they talked meinto a. I gag and you tell me I deserve it, and keep thrusting, making me gag until I'm almost sick.Then you turn me around again, tear off my tthong and fuck me from behind, hitting me with the cane every so often.I feel your fingers caress my asshole and I pray that you won't violate it again.I hear you moan and you pull out and cum all over my back.You force me onto the bed and chain me up as you had before, and leave me for a second.I feel a tongue brush my clit and my back arches.The tongue starts.