. I’ve been to Nuka-World in the past. So I know where it is, as well as the general layout of where the different parks are, in relation to each ot...er. The one thing I don’t know about is the internal layout, it’s been ... too damned long since I went there.” I started out by sketching the monorail terminal, then the reception center. The general merchandise area was after that, with the Cola Cars Arena off that.That led into the giant lake area, then the Fizztop Mountain. “There were four. A full push would have proven too much for a simple OW. I glanced. Where ever I was it wasn’t in my Dodge.From out of nowhere a deeply tanned man said, “Ah ... good. We can begin.”Not that I recognized the language ... it was guttural and coarse.He grabbed the lodgepole pine splinter sticking up and twisted.“OW fucking OW!”“Hold him,” he said to the unknown hand.Darkness.The splinter wasn’t a splinter ... it was the three foot end of one of my tipi poles ... and it had transfixed my leg. I am. Her hands clench his upper arms as he lifts her and bucks wildly, their kisses more passionate as everyone is lost to the music and oblivious to their sudden activity. They gasp as they rocket into release and feel their shaking bodies slow to the newer beat as they stay connected her legs wrapped tightly around his waist, his cock buried deep inside her. Smiling at one another they kiss once more before disconnecting, placing his hard on away and her panties in place, Mel whispers into his. I yelp at the sensation. Suddenly, he lifts me off of him, turns me around, and tosses me onto the bed on my back. Then he grabs my legs, pulls me toward him, and wraps my legs around his waist. He thrusts into me, and I feel it throughout my whole body. I pull him in deeper, loving how he feels inside of me. It feels so good, like he belongs there. He keeps thrusting, going deeper each time.With his hands freed up, he focuses one on my clit and one on my breast. He’s always so good at making.