?Thanks, love. That was perfect. You were perfect.? He picked up her halterand wiped himself off on it. ?I have to go now, but my friend here will tak...care of you.? Sara began to plead with him, but he cut her off. ?No, he's notinteresting in fucking you; he enjoys watching and beating off later. He'sjust going to make sure you don't report this right away and that there's noevidence left.? She heard the man leave, and then was quickly turned aroundas her hands were again forced behind her. He was big on the outdoors, introducing me to camping and backpacking, and many times we ended up skinny-dipping in alpine lakes and streams.Although I split up with that guy before I graduated, I had gotten hooked on backpacking, which is how I wound up in the position I mentioned at the beginning of this story.I was on an all-women trip with Joanie and three college friends in the mountains not far from school, and after we made camp the first night she and I went to check out some hot. As I was in line waiting to check out and as it turns out to be the slowest line so I looked around for a quicker lane and in the 20 items or less line, as the casher was my sons old girlfriend but nothing about her was old at least not older than 18. And the one thing I forgot to mention was the girls’ name, now this was one of those mysteries of the ages her name was Wednesday. While she was dating my son I asked her about her name, she giggled and said she was name after a poem her mother. . yeah," I said, confused about the word first. "Do you mind if we stay like this? I know I can hard again soon and I would love to do it again." I will do whatever you ask of me," she said.I sort of figured she would say something like that but this was sex and I thought she should have more say in it. I decided to accept what she said literally. When I was hard again, which was as soon as I expected, we fucked again. I asked if she wanted to be on top, but once more she said whatever I.