Fewer people. More desolate. The people who lived here had to be crazy. Or maybe they just became crazy by living here.Barb and I talked almost non-st...p since getting back on the highway. We discussed almost every subject under the sun as we covered the mile after mile of bleak prairie. The more we talked the more I was convinced that I wanted to spend my life with her. The trip was not a disaster. It provided us with a chance to really learn a lot about each other. The miles seemed to fly by. As I kissed my way down her body, I could smell that unmistakable musky smell of sex already on her, mixed with the smell of chlorine from the pool. I started to remove her bikini bottoms and she pleaded that she had to go pee, but I still wouldn't let her.As I started kissing her pussy, the musky and chlorine smell was very arousing. As I licked her clit I noticed that she was very wet, and realized that the clear liquid that was coming from her was most likely Don's cum mixed with her own. Now Staci’s friend was up and moving toward me, it is always seems strange that women of opposites like to hang out together. Staci was short and voluptuous and Melanie was at least 6 foot tall, but had tits and ass to fit her size and again I could feel my cock jump in anticipation. She came up to me smiling, introducing herself as Melanie and her tits were actually at lip level while I was sitting at the bar and couldn’t help but lick my lips. She moved and turned so I could get the full view. We kissed, our tongues entwining gently. Danny used his tongue to explore the interior of my mouth with the delicacy of a dedicated gourmet. I sucked lightly on the curled-up tip of his tongue, enjoying the crisp taste of his breath. A shiver of pleasure went through me as I rotated my hips against his cock-bulge in a quick bump-and-grind.He reached behind me, skillfully unhooking my bra. When he dropped it to the floor, my tits tumbled free, the nipples standing up so hard that tiny goose.