He still had his cock in his hand, idly stroking as he watched her cum. Kayla knew what she wanted to do, what she had to do. She rose out of the wate... and walked to him. It was wonderful the way his eyes devoured her. She stepped close, in front of him, and put her hands on his arms. He released his cock as she rose onto her toes and kissed him softly. She felt his cock, beginning to soften, rub against her tummy. He returned her kiss, their lips tumbling over one another until she opened her. “Mmmm, someone’s still hard. You must be waiting for round three, I presume?” she’d smirk. She’d seductively crawl over. She’d climb up Alexander’s knees and set herself on his lap. Alexander begins to bite his lip quite harshly, the temptation to give in getting more difficult by the minute. She’d place his member in-between her thighs and would begin to lightly thrust them up and down. She’d lean forward and would plant a soft, warm, and wet kiss atop of Alexander’s lips. The temptation. ...which included making out and me trying to fuck her. As she rebuffed each attempt I made, it got more and more frustrating. Finally, she confided that she was a virgin and had been afraid to give her cherry to a guy as she and her family moved a lot...her dad was some corporate exec and got transferred often. This was her 4th high school in 3 years and she didn't want to give it up to a guy and be told they're moving the next day.At a party one night, we had some beers and found a room to. More than once he'd thought to himself "I could get used to this."That all this had changed him, somehow, was something he knew in his heart, but couldn't describe, except for one thing. When he started the ride to Wichita, his only intent was to find the town. Then he'd thought about what he would do once he'd found it. What popped into his mind was that he should just keep moving. It's what he did, after all. He was a cowboy, and cowboys were nomads, who went from place to place, having no.