She was dressed in buckskins, including moccasins upon her feet, and from the look of it, her clothes were of excellent quality. It suggested to Ben t...at the woman was either very skilled with her hands, or that she was someone of importance in her tribe. He also noted that the woman was leading his big bay mare, behind her pony.“I’m sorry, ma’am,” Ben stated truthfully, lowering his rifle as he spoke to the woman, “but you took me by surprise, and as you can see, I’ve got a bit of a problem on. ” He sighs. Oh no he didn’t. He did not just compare me to that prude bitch. “Oh, you’re comparing me to mom now?” I yell. “Well would mom do this?” I unbuckle my seat belt quickly and lean over into the driver’s seat. I unbutton my dad’s pants and pull out his flaccid cock. “Courtney Louise! Stop it right now!” He yells, starting to lose control of the car. “Daddy just relax. I know you miss this.” I say seductively. I swirl my tongue around the head of his cock and hear him gasp. His cock. " Well, I really didn't know what to wear, but the choice was easy. This is the only dressy outfit I brought," Linda smiled, assuming Harvey's Place was a local Big Sur restaurant. She purposely ignored the comment about her headache as Valerie didn't seem to want or need an explanation anyway. And keeping the conversation on clothes was a means of preventing it coming up again. The other woman kept her coat on, but it was open in the front, enough so that Linda could see the type of dress she. I could barely wrap my hand around it as I started to slowly stroke it. It was much thicker than my own 8 inches. My girlfriend motioned for me to put it in my mouth so I obliged. Opening as far as I could I put just the tip of this strangers dick in my mouth. It was big. Not knowing what to do or how to do it, I just started bobbing my head on the tip while I stroked my hand up and down. Suddenly I felt a hand on the back of my head. It was my girlfriend. She wanted me to take more of this.