..why?" I said."Guess I'm staying...."He said before laughing a little."Oh yeah? Come on...I'm not a bad driver!" I explained laughing."You'll have to...prove it to me..."he said with a smirk."Fine...I'll take you somewhere before we pick Mark up, ooor..." I said."Ooor What..?" He asked curious."Ooor I can take you two to the Burger King when I pick him up.."I said. "Buuut...Since you don't want to go...I'll just pick up Mark so we can have a nice snack...I'll bring you a burger when we get. Mary commented that Paul was very good at playing with her pussy and had made her clit feel wonderful. I asked her what she had done and she said that she had played with his 6-inch cock, made it stand straight up, and then climbed on it as he lay there. Mary started to move up and down and soon she felt him have a climax. Mary said that he had again made a big load of cum, except this time he had put it deep into her. Mary said that feeling his young cock enter her vagina for the first. She’s still dirt poor and just scraping by. You know we don’t pay all that well, although we do provide good benefits to make up for it. She’s a good dancer and knows how to work the crowd for lap dances and tips. I’m sure this profession is not in her long-term plan but she doesn’t know that.”“Why don’t you invite her over for dinner sometime so we can meet her and do a little interviewing?” Owen asked.“You both here on midday Saturday?” Jim asked.Dave and Owen nodded.Saturday afternoon just. That settled, they picked up their stuff and returned to their tent to clean up while I finished the walk with the dog and returned to the trailer. A half hour later, the two showed up and came inside, expressing their surprise at just how roomy and well-equipped the RV was on the inside. We settled in to the living area, myself and Irene on the sofa while Christa sat on the floor to play with the dog, and began making a large dent in the bottle of duty-free rum I’d picked up crossing the.