That would have to wait. When we got to the park, being on a weekday, there was hardly anyone there to bother us. We had the whole park to ourselves....From the parking lot, we walked down toward the stream on a little path. There was a boulder and nearby large tree which I started with for background. I had a flash along for fill light, in case it got too dark in the shade. This was fortunate, for it was a bit dark to otherwise get details in the shadows. As she sat on a boulder, I worked. That contempt caused me to underestimate Master; I went about stubbornly doing as I pleased, if only in my head, refusing to call him by the name he set for me and other little things that maintained the fiction that we were really equals -- or I was really his better -- in my head. This let me project an attitude that, with Drew, had placed me on top of our relationship, just by acting as though I was already there -- and it produced a series of small slights that -- as long as my new master. So the sweat shirt with the cut off sleeves didn't appear out of place.I knew that I was going to be a sitting duck, if it was a pro. How many pros would there be in County Seat? I asked myself. Most likely it was a moonshiner, who had come to try to convince me there wasn't room for both of us in the business. There was likely to be bloodshed, if that was the case. My guess was that I had a 50/50 chance, that it wouldn't be my blood.I opened the door quietly just in case he hadn't heard me. She didn't know if she were doing it right or not, but she was prepared to change if he complained. Her hips moved involuntarily to his tongue inside her. His hawklike nose bumped her ass which made her speed up her sucking. It was in no time that he shot his seed into her mouth. Cynthia hadn't thought the whole scenario through but swallowed each rope of cum into her orifice. It was hot, sticky and salty all at the same time. She dropped it from her mouth to let out a loud squeal when her.