After dinner at Mabel’s and a good night’s sleep in the camper, I headed back to Jake’s cabin.The trip back was uneventful, but I had the feelin... that I was being watched. If I had been in combat, I would have been paying closer attention. But with everything happening with the anonymous land grabbers, I put it down to paranoia. Shadow must have been feeling it too. The whole trip back, he kept close to me. As we got closer to the cabin, he got more and more squirrely. As I was opening the. Uff the aroma of sweat and lust.. its over powering me.. my lund comes back to life and i rub her ass with it, making her go crazy..And then i push her back and order her to lick her underams, her forearms.. and she does it slowly.. Shaking her tongue out and moving it lightly all over. and then she rubs her chut on my lower legs.. the way a bitch rubs against a tree.. spraying her pussy juices out.. and then she comes and climbs on me and we have a fuck in the sitting position.. her arms. " He peered at his crotch the rightinto my eyes then moved his seat back to give me the proper room to dowhat he, I think he wanted.It isn't like this is the first time I have done this. Just this time,this guy think's I'm a hooker. A real one for sure! I better do what hesuggests. I've heard stories of girls getting beat up for not going alongand I don't have a Pimp for protection either.I unzipped his pants, and started to pull his cock out, which wasactually pretty difficult because his cock. Your skirt is hiked up some, pulled tight against your shape as you struggle to retrieve a checkbook. When you brace a hand against the dash, I am treated to the alluring shift and wiggle of your breasts as they press against your shirt. They are shifting and swaying as you mutter curses at purses, men and life in general. Your balance slips. You stretch to adjust, which pulls your skirt up more. This affords me a nice look at your purple silk garter belt where it clips onto your lace-topped.