He was grinning at me and heaping with happiness. It was the last happy look I saw on his face. ‘Well, well, wouldn’t you know,’ he said to me, ...rackling in delight. ‘Wouldn’t you know how long I’ve busted my butt trying to get me one of them Vaseline jars. I ran out of my last one the night before. Woke up this morning feeling empty and cold inside my bones.’ I was reaching into a side drawer where he kept nylon bags in which to bag his Vaseline jar while he reached into his back pocket and. “I think I need to be fucked now.”Chad’s moment of glee, that he would finally get to put his aching cock into her and fuck her blind, was fleeting. He watched, instead, as she took out her favorite dildo, the big black cock, and laid back on his desk. He had a clear view of her pussy as she fucked herself hard with it, pretending she was being fucked by another man in front of him. She knew he loved the thought of that; God she was such a fucking delicious little tease!“Oh God, yes! Fuck me. The Cupid intensified his pace and Lori felt the cock down her throat stiffen and then explode, the burst of cum flooding her stomach and filling her throat and mouth, exploding up through her sinuses and out her mouth and nostrils. The Cupid pulled his young out her mouth and then kissed her neck as he worked his way down to Lori’s bobbing teats. His tongue flicked over them and then he sucked one into his mouth and increase the rate of plunging his dick deep into Lori’s boi-pussy.Lori moaned. Well, I was the daughter of a god, so I had no fear.We didn't stop in Truckee, but walked past the town on the broken concrete of US-50 as it wound down the mountain. It was kept mostly clear by the towns that dotted it. There were some hints that landslides had buried the road and had been cleared away. The road was pitted, and it would make wagon travel arduous at best. I guess it was best we walked.I was thrilled when we could camp. I had walked all day before, but this seemed different..