"Food first, shower second, also I'll phone Donna at the café, so she don't worry."
They ate cold food and showered, together; he kissed her under the water, but refrained from major sexual contact. She called Donna, and was told to enjoy herself, but be careful, and wanted a full account later. They went down to the lot together, and he dropped the locked trailer leaving it in the lot, he helped her up the steps and then into the seat, she looked around the living area, several black leather built in seats and a sofa, cherry cabinets, with marble counters, slate tiled floor, very nice, he had good taste.
The coach made its way up through the foothills and mountains by rivers and lakes. They passed the time talking about the sites, and praising any bikes they admired. They stopped in the parking lot at Mt. Rushmore, and walk up through the Kiosks and venues to gaze up at the four past presidents forever memorialized in stone. He bought her a couple of t-shirts, and would have bought more when she stopped him in protest. He smiled at her, he couldn't ever remember, smiling this much, he touched her often, claiming her, and letting her know with out saying his feelings. They traveled down the mountain, and stopped at a restaurant for lunch. They ate burgers and looked around the dinning area at the memorabilia on the walls. After lunch, at the register, he picked out a pair of locally mined Amethyst earrings for her, and gave them to her on the way out.
"Jack, stop buying me all this stuff, its crazy." She complained.
He looked down, bit his lip, and said. "Breezy, I feel crazy. I just wanna give you the moon, I'll try to stop. Do you think I'm trying to buy your affection?"
"Jack, you could have all my affection, with out spending a penny." She kissed him. "I just wish that you didn't shower me with gifts, so slow down."
"Baby, you say just the right things I think I'm falling for you." He kissed forehead. "Want to go back to the motor coach and fool around?"
"Are we parked far enough away from everything?" She smiled shyly. "I wouldn't want someone to wonder why I was screaming, and come investigate."
"Hey, if the coach is a rock'n, don't come a knock'n." and he took her hand and pulled her after him.
They almost ran all the way to the end of the parking lot, where the coach was parked. He opened the door and switched off the alarm, and walked backward pulling her with him through the hallway. He kissed and caressed her and began pulling her clothes from her body. Sitting on the bed, he tugged her into his arms, fitting her between his thighs. She leaned into him and felt the ridged outline in his pants she let her hand drift down his body to rub him through his jeans.
"Breeze, you're so beautiful, you got perfect tits. Not to big, not to small, just round and right." He suckled at her breasts, pulling the nipples with his lips and teeth. "And you're ass is a marvel, got back booty, I just want to tap all day long." He said. His hands slid up and down her back, stopping to clutch at her ass globes. He pulled her forward and hunched his pelvis to rub his covered sex against her.
"Jack, sweetheart you have too many clothes on." She bent to pull at his boots, tossing them over her shoulder one at a time. She pushed those perfect "C" cups into his face, scraping her cleavage on his whiskers. She backed away and popped his t-shirt over his head. Stroking his chest she paused to pinch and lick his nipples then dropped to her knees before him. She ran both hands down his jean covered thighs, scratching at the fabric with her nails, stroking them back to his lap and over the bulge. She deftly slipped the button out and pulled the zipper down. Pulling both sides away, and tugging on his boxers she uncovered his thick cock. The tension caused it to pop out nudging her on the cheek. She whipped her tongue across his big rubbery head, lapping up the pearl that had oozed forth. She pushed his torso hard making him lay down, and dug her hands into his back pockets and pulled off the rest of his clothes. Sliding back between his knees her mouth lowered over him, she pushed down caressing him delicately with her lips, rubbing him with her tongue. He bumped the back of her throat and she moaned, and surged forward taking him as deep as possible. Her hand began to stroke him, the saliva from her mouth wetting him to his balls. She could hear the grinding of his teeth, and knew he was holding back, so she began using her teeth. With each stroke back she grazed flesh, making it sensitive. His hips began to shudder and twitch. She knew he must be close, and she felt for his balls rolling them gently in her palm. He arched his back against the bed, pushed her back and warned her.
"Baby I'm so close, you're gonna have to stop." He groaned.
"No Jack, cum in my mouth." She said. "I wanna suck you dry."
She returned to his lap, nursing at his cock, kneeling and leaching onto him. He pushed his hips up straining, his balls tightening into his body. His hands lowered, first caressing then clutching at her hair. He held her still in that last few seconds and then spewed into her mouth, she swallowed several times then at the end she lifted her head and stuck out her tongue so he could see his seed clinging there then pulled it back in swallowing it.
