Mustangs were my dream car. I went to the cashier, glad that I had money saved up for this vacation and asked for the Mustang. I filled out the paperw...rk and paid for it and she handed me the keys. She told me that I made a good choice. I smiled as I got in the car and started it. The rumble of the engine was music to my ears. I pulled out of the airport and went to a hotel nearby and signed in, getting a room with a king sized bed. I slept for the night and when I woke up I asked the front. It was a very positive thing. And calling Glory and her family over to join us was an excellent move. No doubt about it,” said Grant.“I do agree. That said, I did notice that more than once during the night he seemed a little—I don’t know—nostalgic about it all. I mean his kids, his ex-wives, all living somewhere else and with somebody else, and just trying to make him feel good. Anyway, like he’s always saying, there are upsides and downsides to everything. That, his nostalgia, was definitely. It started to dawn on me that Daniel had set this up ahead of time. Daniel took his thumbs and wiped my eyes without releasing my head from his grip as the guy in my butt started to fuck his elongated cock in and out of my anal chute each time getting deeper and deeper till h with each thrust, his pubic hair was nestled between my buttocks. I had to let the hands on my nipples go and place my hands on Daniel's thighs to keep him from strangling me with his huge dick in my mouth. Daniel had. However, we were the government's official presence on the river and our ranger uniform shirts had to be kept handy in case we encountered other private rafting parties. Today, this had only happened once and after we drifted some distance from this other group, the two girls' shirts were again stowed away. Even then, they could be considered over dressed by continuing to wear the bottom half of their bikinis on this clothing optional river that flowed towards Utah's Lake Powell.Ellen beached.