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Subject:      "Our Getaway" Ch.2 by Drifter (mf)
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Date:         1997/01/14
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                                Our  Getaway
                                  Part two
                                 By Drifter

        With my fingers still in her pussy, I moved my thumb over her clit.
 Her body shuttered at the added sensation, and I knew she was close to a
 climax. "I think we ought to get up, get dressed, and get out of here
 before someone calls and spoils our day." I said, not wanting her to lose
 the desire she was feeling. She agreed, but wanted to also continue with
 our playing. I told her that there would be plenty of time for that when
 we got into the woods. "Well if you are taking me into the woods, then how
 are we going to find a third person?" she asked. "Don't forget my dear, we
 have two days to find him or her." I replied slyly. "Just find something
 that will be easy for you to get out of." I said with an evil grin, and
 again rubbed her clit with my thumb. She pushed back on my fingers, and I
 inserted them deeply into her while massaging her clit. In seconds she
 exploded, her sweet juices leaked out on to my hand. I knew her climax was
 a mild one, and that this playing around only whetted her appetite.

        Before she could coax me into fucking her, I started to move away.
 "Come on, Before my boss gets to work, and tries to get me to come to work
 and screws up our plans." I told her. Like a cat, she sprung from the bed,
 yet  knew that she would rather have me mount her and give the sound
 fucking she was now starting to crave. As she was looking for something to
 wear, I came up behind her and wrapped my arms around her, cupping her soft
 38C tits with my hands, and pinched her hard nipples lightly. My still hard
 cock nestled into the crack of her ass, and more than anything, I wanted to
 bend her over, and fill her pussy or ass. She reached down between her legs
 and grabbed my swollen member and tried to guide it to her soaked pussy. I
 quickly moved away. "You ass hole!" she playfully scolded. "get me all hot
 and then move away, I'll fix you."

        She picked out her black sundress and quickly put it on. Somehow,
 she looked even better in it than the last time she wore it. Her breasts
 strained against the material, and her hard nipples could not be missed.
 That was all she had on, no panties. I grinned, knowing that it would be
 easy for me to play with her pussy anytime I wanted. I quickly jumped into
 a pair of 501's and donned a T shirt, and finished pulling on my boots as
 she brushed her long hair. We grabbed a six pack of pop, beer, and a couple
 of wine coolers, tossed them into a ice chest, poured ice over the contents,
 and headed for the truck.

        I couldn't help but notice, that her spirit was alive and youthful.
 She was full of desire, just like when we were back in the city and use to
 go out on our special nights. I knew that under the right circumstances,
 anything could and probably would happen. This kindled the fire in me, and
 I was determined to make the next two days as fun filled as possible. I
 fired up the truck and pulled out onto the highway and headed East out of
 town. As soon as I went through the gears, I rested my hand on her leg, and
 slowly moved it under the bottom of her sundress. Before we reached the
 edge of town, I was already fingering her wet pussy and teasing her clit.

        She moved sideways slightly, allowing me easier access to her pussy.
 In doing so, he sundress rode up enough to also give me a good view of
 her sweet, wet, hot, pussy. A couple of miles out of town and starting up
 the six mile hill that crested the rim, I spotted a slow moving semi. I
 started teasing the entrance to Ann's cunt, and with her back now against
 the passenger door, she started sliding down, causing her dress to inch
 higher and higher. Her pussy now fully exposed, and with her moaning in
 desire, I slowly inched a finger into her.

        I glanced up, and saw the big truck just a few hundred feet away,
 and we were still overtaking it. Ann looked up, and then at me, I had this
 sly evil smile on my face, and she knew instantly what I was up to. Ann's
 first response was to try to cover herself a bit. I inserted two fingers
 into her hot pussy, and she let out a loud moan. I began to move my fingers
 in and out, knowing she was close to an orgasm, we began to overtake the
 big truck. I glanced at Ann, her eyes were glazed with lust. Her hands were
 playfully pinching her nipples and squeezing her breasts. I drove my fingers
 deeper into her and played with her clit with my thumb. We were now along
 side of the drivers door of the big truck, and I slowed down a bit to match
 the truckers speed. Though I couldn't see the drivers face, I knew he had
 to have a great view. The sound of his air horn caused us both to jump. Ann
 looked up, and told me the driver had a smile on his face from ear to ear.
 Then Ann grabbed the straps of her dress and pulled them and the top of
 her dress down, exposing her 38c tits to the driver. I continued to pump my
 fingers in and out of her tight cunt, and thumbing her clit. She exploded.

        I could hear the truckers engine straining to keep up with us, but
 slowly we started to pull away. He blasted his air horn again, and as we
 passed, he flashed his lights at us a couple of times. I knew he wanted us
 to pull over. I asked her about it, and she said his sleeper wasn't big
 enough for all three of us, and she added, he looked a bit to old for her.
 As I continued to pull away, I could see him still flashing his lights, and
 just chuckled. Ann's face was flushed from her orgasm, and I eased my
 fingers out of her pussy, and slowly stroked her clit, and began building
 the fire in her pussy again.

        Shortly we reached the top of the rim and I made a left turn towards
 Wood's Canyon Lake. I glanced behind us and the big truck had not reached
 the top yet.

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