My tits swung in his face, and Caleb licked and sucked on my nipples. Soon the woods were filled with the sound of the wet slapping of our bodies coming together and both our grunts and sighs of desire. “Come for me, baby. Let me feel that sweet hole of yours squeezing my cock,” Caleb panted. I sh
-Jacey- Because the canoe was a complete loss, it took two trips to get all our gear back to the landing. My father insisted on running both, dropping Jeanie and me off at the landing and hauling the rest with Caleb. I wasn’t sure what they talked about, but Caleb did not return to the landing loo
Caleb quickly pulled some Kleenex out of his pocket and mopped me up while I sank down onto my elbows, panting. “You’re my good girl,” Caleb murmured, kissing my ass cheek before tugging my panties back up. “My sweet baby.” “I am. I’m your baby,” I said tiredly, wobbling to my feet with Caleb’s he
“You really should let Caleb sit up here because of the leg room,” Jeanie said to my father, even as she was buckling her seatbelt. “The boy can suffer. ‘Stepsister’ ‘stepbrother,’ ugh. It’s like they’re trying to piss me off,” my father grumped, starting the Suburban. Caleb pulled a scratchy flan
-Caleb- As the dust kicked up around us, I reached for Jocelyn’s hand and squeezed it. “I wonder how far he’ll make us walk,” Jocelyn said, but her tone indicated she didn’t really care. “At least I have shoes this time,” I pointed out with a grin. Jocelyn giggled then coughed on the dust. I fa
I looked at Jocelyn. She looked at me. Then, we both just kept walking. A door slammed and Hank came running up to us. “Don’t be stupid. Get in the truck.” “It’s a nice day today, isn’t it, Jacey? Good day for a nice, long walk to a bus station,” I mused. “I was thinking the same thing,” Jocelyn
“I just don’t see why you don’t want to help with the baby,” my mother said after a while. “I just don’t see why you’re having a baby if you can’t take care of it yourself,” I grunted back. “Family takes care of family,” Hank intoned from the driver’s seat as though he were Moses coming down the m
-Jacey- My father ended up dropping us at a car rental agency, huffing and puffing over the Greyhound Bus Station having closed. We spent three-and-a-half awkward hours in the car, stopping at rest stops and gas stations only when Jeanie said she needed a break. I would have rather peed my pants t