But you're doing something more for me. You've already done so much!" You have to understand, Lindsey, how much this WILL help us," Jenny explained. "...e want people to enjoy our concerts and our albums. Your song will make both of them better. Yes, it will help you, but it will help us, too. That's always the best way." So... so I would have to travel with you," Lindsey asked in an obviously frightened voice. She looked at Mark, then, and it was clear to everyone that the prospect frightened. When she told me this i looked at what she was wearing, a short cotton skirt and low cut top, and told her i didn't blame him. I went inside to get a couple of drinks and on the way back the old guy was coming the other way. He gave me a big smile and said "your wife will give me a heart attack if she's not careful, doesn't leave much to the imagination does she!" and walked off to the bar! I went back to the table and told Mrs O who said that he'd said the same to her as he passed but had. I moan a little before she thrusts her mouth on it and sucks like it will the last thing she tastes. Her tongue caresses the head as she sucks licking up any pre-cum that comes out. I reach over and stick my hand under her dress to find she is wet. I feel her lips that are slick with her juices. I stick a finger in and feels her clit. She moans a sigh of relief on my cock. I play with her clit while she moves her head up and down on my cock. I finally can't take it anymore and shoot my semen. Thinking the folks at home probably had a simple answer, I figured I would leave the road and take a short cut through the old homestead to the main house. There, I’d see if any of my family could give me a ride back to my truck to get my things. I struck out to do just that and about 20 minutes later I was just within sight of the old place. I saw someone coming out of the old barn. What the hell! No one had lived there for ages! Sure, we used to have hunters coming around wanting to stay.