The young man relaxed when he saw a woman with the man and neither of whom appeared threatening.“I’m Grant Maxwell and this is Dr Beth Alexander. ...re you okay?”“Thanks for asking, Mr Maxwell. I’m Larry Price. My wife, Missy, is resting in the tent. I’m afraid the shock of what has happened has been too much for her. Well, that’s not exactly true, as she was already having problems.”“Larry, please just call me Grant. Would it be okay for Beth to look her over?”“Sure, I’d appreciate it.”Beth got. Tiny, blonde pigtails and an outfit that surely wasn’t approved to leave the house. Jeremy chuckled a bit, looking around and seeing the girl was alone. ‘Great parenting these days.’ He thought to himself, waving Trixie up. He patted his knee, wondering if the skirt was so short that everyone would get a world-class view from the stage. She climbed up and Jeremy had to keep himself composed as a little hand rested itself right on his crotch as she got into place, scooching a little further up. She was a bit surprised but did not retreat from my cock poking her in her stomach. We kissed again, deeper this time as she knew what was coming her way. With a bit of a wiggle here and a bit there, my cock nestled itself against her mound. Still it was just pushed against her pussy. Then I did what I have never done before. I moved my foot against the inside of her one ankle and tapped insistently. She got the message and as soon as her foot moved, I drove my cock deeper until my glans was. She heardhim hang up the phone and go out the door. She wondered where he had gone butcould only sit there and ponder her fate. WT walked back in the bedroom. He went to the closet pulled out a short housedressand threw it to Carrie ordering, "Put this on girl. We are going on a littletrip." He disconnected her leash so she could put on the dress. She startedputting her shoes on. "You wont need those, girl," he said as he snapped theleash back on and pushed her to the floor, motioning her to.