On Saturday, Ashleigh was the final cashier to leave, which meant I would clock out before her. I covered the register for her last break, and when sh... returned, she explained she was thinking a few things over and would talking with Andy the next day. I commented that I hoped Andy cleared his mind and realized he had made some poor decisions with her. Before I clocked out, she said she would see me on Monday here because we both had the same shift. We smiled, and I said I looked forward to. The bike had an electronic ignition and locking saddlebags, as well as a helmet, painted to match the bike's colors, which was locked into a spot on the back of the seat. I had no keys. I made an immediate trip back into the tent and found the keys in a jacket hanging from a hook on the back tent pole. It had been there the whole time and I hadn't noticed. That bothered me; for some reason I didn't like missing details, despite having spent the past twenty years with fading vision, bad eyes and. Then she reached down to my dick and started to rub my cock as we pulled me toward her face with her other hand and shoved her tongue into my mouth. Her tongue swirled around in my mouth and as she felt my cock get hard again she put it back into her seeping wet pussy and wrapped her legs back around. “I want you to fuck me harder this time” she said. And that’s just what I did. I pumped in and out of her as fast as I could pushing in until my hips met hers and pulled out until just the tip of. “Please no! Not in my ass!” Sheila begged, but she could not pull away, because Jason had reached out and got a handful of her long soft light-brown hair. He had jerked her head back, holding her in position, while starting to fuck her sexy virgin ass. It had been a sudden shock and pain when Jason first penetrated her backdoor. As Jason continued to fuck her in the ass, the pain had subsided to the point of just being damn uncomfortable, rather than downright painful. Then suddenly, Sheila.