She turned and looked at me. Was that a wink? What the hell?"Okay, who's next?"One by one, she dry humped Mr Hon's associates. The first two facing th...m, the second two facing away. On the last guy, she spent the whole time staring directly at me. She smiled and licked her lips. She came on that guy hard before he did. When he was done, she actually turned around and kissed him on the mouth and whispered, "Thank YOU for making me cum!"She stood up and walked over to me. She took my hand and. ) The up-side was, when you reached the temperate latitudes, the climate was always seasonal and the growing season was year round, and in fact it was only the stars in the sky that indicated any passing of the seasons at all.Mostly wilderness, human habitation was widely scattered in tiny clusters along rivers and roads of sorts. People seemed to stay in general regions for the most part, and why not, any place was much like any other place, aside from tiny mountain ranges and Great Lakes. Not that those names meantanything to him (and wouldn't, not for another 15 years). He liked themusic, but not the cigarette smoke. He laid down on the floor in theback seat to get away from the smell, his little legs comfortablyarched over the transmission hump.The drive-in was packed, as usual on a Friday night, and both screenshad hundreds of cars arrayed in neat rows before them. He and hisbrother ran to the playground in front of their screen, getting in alittle friendly rough-housing in. I picked them up, and it was instantly apparent that there was dried cum on them. And not just in one spot, it was all over them. I gave them a sniff and the combination of carnal odors was heavy. There was that increasingly familiar scent of jism, but the ripe aroma of my own pussy almost overpowered it. I then realized that these were one of the pairs I'd had to change out of the day before because I'd soaked them through anticipating another jerk off session with Nick. Timmy must have fished.