It might be an elderly lady, or teens, or a worker heading into town. The residents are usually happy to give a hiker a lift.We threw out equipment in...o our vehicle and headed for home. The soft seats felt good, but we were already disappointed that the weekend had gone so quickly. Troy suggested that we make another trip up in the fall when the leaves were changing. "That would be an excellent idea," I replied.After an hour of driving, we stopped in a small town to get something to eat. Troy. "That's it! You've got it"I felt Harley's eagerness just behind and beside mine. I felt the question in him just as I was forming the thought to ask myself. "Okay Bud. We've got it, but can you tell us what it is we've got?" Yes, but feel it for a bit first," he slid back into his detached lecture mode. "Taste it. Wrap your senses around it so you will recognize it the next time you lock onto this substance." Okay," I said, with grandpa's thoughts echoing mine, and we did, trying to get a feel. The wetter I became the harder he fucked. I knew I was getting wetter because I could hear him sucking up my juices. The feeling of his mouth sucking my pussy with his tongue inside me sent me over the brink. “Oh yes!! That’s it, I’m going to cum!!!!!” I came so hard my hips bucked and his mouth slipped from my pussy. I was still in the midst of my orgasm and my juice squirted all over his chin and neck. I looked down, dazed and surprised that I’d done that. I stood up and began apologizing, I. Reaching up she ripped a clear plastic bag off the roll and began stuffing handfuls of okra into the bag until it was almost half full. Giving the bag a spin she wrapped it around her hand, making it easier to carry. Before heading to the checkout she wandered the store searching for corn meal and tea bags. The tea was easy to locate near the coffee section. The corn meal took a bit of searching. She found some in the baking section but it wasn’t plain corn meal. Heading.