Author: Frederick T.
Title: Death Valley
Part: 1 of 1
Universe: Tales of Willy Tamarack - Willy Tamarack Saga
Summary:
Keywords: (MFf first)
Language: English

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   @(C) 1999 Frederick T.  Commercial use in any form requires the written
permission of the author and will ensure a portion of the proceeds goes to the
  National Organization for the Reform of Marijuana Laws (NORMAL) and/or the
                           American Cancer Society.

                               !!!  WARNING !!!

    The following material is a sex story, intended for adults only - however 
you want to define them.  The author accepts no responsibility should this 
material fall into the hands of minors or people who would be upset reading 
the fictional accounts of fictional character's sexual experiences that are 
obviously pure fantasy.  These tales are written to stand alone but use 
characters and themes introduced in some of my previous writing.  If you like 
these tales you might also like "The Adventures of Willy Tamarack", "Shack, 
Lead !", "The Travels of Willy Tamarack" or "The Stories".  It should go 
without saying; any resemblance between the characters in these accounts and 
real people, either living or deceased, is purely coincidental.

    If you're still searching for the perfect world that Willy has spent a 
life time looking for ?  In other words: none of his friends contract sexually 
transmitted diseases; nobody has bad breath; nobody gets pregnant unless they 
want to; few of Willy's friends have any sexual inhibitions or hangups and if 
they do, they quickly lose them; everyone always has an orgasm and almost all 
of the people live happily ever after.  Well, you're probably as close to 
finding it here as anywhere else.  Remember though, we are all God's children 
and should treat each other as such.

    A friend of mine once told me, "A day without sex, is a day without joy."  
As always, e-mail your comments to the usual.

                            A WILLY TAMARACK TALE

                                 Death Valley
                                 (MFf first)

                                      by
                                 Frederick T.

        With thanks to the founding fathers and the U.S. Constitution

                                * State Line *

    The gray van had just passed state line, entering the "Great State of 
California."  I was trying to build up speed.  We were approaching the back 
side of the Baker grade and I knew the van would run out of steam about half 
way up.  The needle was hovering just above seventy-five, about as fast as the 
van would go.  Carol was sitting next to me, packing the bong.  I preferred 
joints but Carol insisted young ladies like bongs better...So I switched.  Not 
a real difficult decision as I love young ladies as much as I love marijuana.  
Must be a youth thing ??

    Carol had the bong going and was taking a huge drag.  The van had already 
started to slow down and we were through seventy on the way down.  I hoped we 
could maintain around fifty-five but wasn't too confident.  I took a rip off 
the bong and passed it back to Carol.

    I did a scan of the traffic.  The only vehicle near us was a motor home 
and I didn't think it could catch us.  I took another drag and then another 
look.  The motor home was right on our tail and making a move to pass.  It had 
moved into the stream of traffic passing us and gaining slowly.  I pushed the 
accelerator to the floor and then backed off a bit realizing that I was at max 
speed and nothing I did would make any difference.

    Carol handed me the bong and I took a drag just as the cab of the motor 
home came even with us.  A woman was looking at me.  I was holding my breath 
with the bong in my lap.  After they passed, I exhaled and was in the process 
of taking another drag when a window of the motor home pulled even with me.

    Marci Jackson was gawking out the window of the motor home her parents 
rented for a month.  Fuck !  A whole month !  Stuck here with her parents and 
little sister for a whole fucking month.  The were attempting to pass a van.  
She looked forward a bit and saw a little of the driver.  She blinked once and 
then again.  He had a bong to his lips and was taking a tremendous drag.  She 
started laughing and as her window passed the van cab, raised her hand and 
flashed him the peace sign.  She was still laughing when the guy turned and 
looked at her.  He blew out the whole lung full of smoke and flashed the peace 
sign back at her.  Marci wished she was in the van with them.  Shit !  The guy 
looked so old...Even older than her parents.  The woman he was with was more 
her parents age...Maybe, forty ?

    They were pulling away and she went to the back window and looked out.  
The guy was taking another hit off the pipe.  He flashed her the peace sign 
again as they retreated behind the motor home.  Marci held the peace sign 
until she could no longer see the van.

    I was stoked and really high.  We crested the top and started down.  Ahead 
of us was next grade.  I was going through seventy when Carol said, "She was 
cute...All that dark hair.  A little heavy, though.  Did you notice her tits 
when she was waving from the back window ?"

                                  * Baker *

    I nodded my head and kept my eyes padlocked to the motor home.  I was 
gaining.  I passed them just before the grade began to rise again and squirted 
just a little in front of them before I started to lose the race.  I waved to 
the young girl again as we passed, both ways.  She was at the side window and 
then moved to the rear again.  They were lost to view when we topped the rise 
and could see Baker off in the distance.  I was accelerating like a jet as we 
raced down the hill and I swore I saw the motor home turn off toward Baker.  I 
exited also.

    "What the fuck are you doing, Willy ?"

    I just kept driving until I saw the shape of the motor home heading up the 
Death Valley road.  I'd never been up this way in a car.  Oh !  I'd flown over 
it many a time courtesy of the U.S.A.F.  It was a little after three.  We 
started late.  I usually like to make the trip in the early morning but Carol 
had some friends over and one thing led to another...Anyway, now I was on the 
trail of a very interesting young lady...Probably fifteen or sixteen.  Away 
from home with her parents.  I knew this was the last place she wanted to be.  
I accelerated to catch up with the motor home.  It pulled into a motor home 
park or something like that.  I didn't mind sleeping in the van, especially 
with Carol but the van was a little small for three...Plus when we passed 
through Barker the thermometer was reading one hundred and twelve.

    I parked a ways back as the motor home registered and then drove off 
toward it's spot.  I figured they drove all day to make it here and surmised 
that they'd probably go out to dinner even though I was sure there was a 
kitchen in the motor home.

    If Carol asked once, she asked a hundred times.  "Where are we going ?"  
What are we doing ?"  I pulled into a run down motel down the street and told 
her to register.  It was a little after five.  Again I figured right and the 
motor home pulled out as I was taking some stuff to the room.  I hollered for 
Carol and had the van out of the parking space before she got in.

    "What's the hurry, fool ?"  I laughed and motored off in the direction I 
saw the motor home going.  She torched up the bong and took a big hit.  We 
pulled into a fast food joint about three hits later.  I jumped out of the van 
and quickly entered the lobby.  They were all queuing up at the counter.  Four 
of them.  Dad, mom, my friend and her sister.  I sat and when Carol caught up 
with me, told her to order dinner.  That's what I loved about Carol.  She 
figured I'd tell her what was up when I was ready and there was almost no 
sense in her pestering me but she usually did anyway.  I'd tell her the plan 
when I was ready as they usually changed direction quite a bit.  Oh !  
Sometimes she guesses but it's rare.

    The young lady moved off to the rest rooms as soon as the family ordered.  
I waited patiently and after five minutes went by, slowly got to my feet and 
wandered toward the men's room.  I met her in the hallway to the rest rooms.  
She was just coming out of the female door.

    "Ooooh !  Wow !  You're the girl !"  I exclaimed.  She started giggling.

    "Sorry...Sorry...I'm Willy."  I held out my hand and she took it.  We 
shook.

    "I'm...I'm Marci...Where's your wife ?"  She stammered.

    I pointed off toward where Carol was sitting then whispered, "She's not my 
wife...Just a friend...Hey !  Wow !  If your not busy later we're in room 176, 
down the street.  The Death Valley Inn or something like that...Well, it 
doesn't matter...There's only one...Room 176...If we don't answer right away, 
we're probably too stoned to get up.  Keep knocking.  If you're not 
busy...that is..."  I let that trail on into the head and took a piss.  I left 
immediately, Carol following me out with the food about three minutes later.

    "Oh !  Wow !  Willy...I don't believe you.  Right under her parents noses.  
Is she coming over ?"

    "If she's not busy..."  Carol expected me to continue but I didn't.  I 
pulled into the motel and parked well away from the room.  I wandered around a 
bit as Carol went right to the room.  I followed about five minutes later 
after telling the desk clerk that we were expecting our daughter who was 
camping out with some friends up in Death Valley.  Carol was eating when I got 
to the room.  I showered and picked at the fries as Carol used the shower.

    When she came back into the front room I told her to keep the towel on.  
In fact, I had some other ideas and was soon relating them to Carol.

    "You sure she's going to come ?"

    I nodded my head.  "In more ways than one, honey.  And I want it all on 
video.  You can handle it and still join us ?"

    "How you so sure ?"  She was nodding her head that she could handle the 
video.

    "Number one; she's, as you said, about fifteen or sixteen...Has a lot of 
friends at home that she could screw around with all Summer.  Instead she's 
with her parents and sister...A real bummer.  Two; she gets real excited when 
she sees me toking on the bong.  If she was home, she may be trying it for the 
first time or more likely she tried it a little this year at school and was 
looking forward to doing it a lot this Summer.  This trip squashes that idea.  
Three...Wa !  La !  I arrive on the scene...Smoking like a fool on the 
interstate...Then the restaurant and the dope is so close...Less than a block 
away.  Four; without you this would never work.  She thought you were my wife 
but I told her you weren't.  But still another woman makes it safe but you're 
not my wife...So it puts a little fear in her...My wife...She'd be totally at 
ease.  Agreed ?"  Carol nodded her head and I continued.  "And last; they've 
been on the road for several days if not a week.  For the first couple of days 
the parents were over protective of them.  The girls act like little cunts for 
a couple of days and the parents relent...In the process, the girls get more 
freedom.  Marci knows that and is figuring her chances of getting caught, 
coming over here tonight, are slim and none."

                                * The Motel *

    "Her name's Marci ?"  I nodded my head just as the knock came at the door.  
I pointed toward the shower and Carol tip toed toward it.  She closed the door 
and I heard the water come on.  Another knock and I opened the door.  There 
she was.  I kept the door coming open, staying in the shadows and she walked 
into the room.  She was carrying a small hand bag, dressed in jeans with a 
crop top that displayed her belly button.  I felt my cock tingle in my shorts.

    I closed the door and went and sat on the bed.  She stood in the middle of 
the room.  I know she could hear the shower going.  Some MTV shit was blaring 
on the TV.  I could take it or leave it but I knew Marci would think it was 
cool.  I had an ounce or so on the night stand next to the bed.  I was packing 
the bong before I said anything.

    "Carol's in the shower...She'll be out in a minute.  You want to get 
stoned ?"

    She sat on the end of the bed, well away from me.  I torched the bong and 
handed it to her.  She took a medium sized hit and exhaled almost immediately.  
I reached out for the bong and lit it again.  I held my breath for a long time 
before I exhaled and handed her the bong.  "Hold your breath for a long time."  
My head was spinning and I was getting harder.  I'd taken my magic pill about 
the time I started telling Carol why I thought it would work.  I was having 
some terrific success just having my cock grow in my pants...Acting naturally 
except for the fact that I obviously have a hardon.  Batting about six hundred 
with that technique...Never with so young a girl, though.

    I asked her what time she had to leave and it took her about a minute to 
reply.  "What time is it ?"

    I laughed and told her it was six-thirty.  She said she should leave about 
nine.  Her parents were out at a bar and left the girls alone.

    "What about your sister ?"

    "Oh !  She's cool.  I told her I was going to try to score some smoke.  
That's ok ?  Isn't it ?"

    I slid down next to her and held the bong to her lips.  She took a big rip 
and I pulled her to her back on to the bed.  She lost most of the lung full of 
smoke she had but when she opened her eyes...They took a few seconds to stop 
moving.

    "Oh !  Wow !  That was wild...I've never been this stoned !"  I leaned 
over and blew a whole lung full of smoke into her lungs...And let me tell you, 
this young lady had a set of lungs that would make almost any woman envious.  
About softball size and high on her chest.  I was sure she wasn't wearing a 
bra underneath the crop top and could hardly wait to taste and suck on them.

    My cock was fully hard when Carol opened the bathroom door and exclaimed.  
"Oh !  Jesus...Willy...I wish you would have told me."  I sprang up off Marci.  
My tongue had been fencing with hers after she exhaled the smoke back into my 
mouth.  We breathed each other's breath until I found her tongue.  She was a 
very energetic kisser.

    "...Aaah...Carol...This is Marci...Marci...Carol."  Marci jumped up to a 
sitting position and I lit the bong again.  I passed it to Carol and she took 
a full drag.  She dropped to her knees at my feet.  My hardon was like steel.  
Carol stared at it while she took another drag.  I took a hit and attempted to 
pass the bong to Marci.  She refused it so I leaned back and put it on the bed 
stand.  I rose to a sitting position and put my arm around Marci's neck.  I 
pulled her face to mine and blew the smoke into her mouth.  My tongue was 
close behind and we were frenching again.

    Marci put an arm around me and Carol was working on the front of my 
shorts.  I lifted my hips and Carol started my shorts down.  My cock sprang 
out and moved about in my crotch.  I had my tongue buried in Marci's tonsils.  
I wanted to bury my cock there.  I broke the kiss as Carol stripped off my 
shorts.  Marci glanced down to where Carol was and her eyes opened wide when 
she saw my cock sticking up out of a jungle of pubic hair.

    Marci couldn't believe what she was seeing.  She was frozen, couldn't 
move...More tense than she'd ever been...Even that first time with her best 
friend's brother two years ago.  Well, it really wasn't the first time...What 
the fuck was she doing here ?  She was more stoned than she'd ever been in her 
life and here she was sitting with this couple.  The guy has his pants off and 
a big hardon and the woman is dressed in just a towel.  She wondered what was 
going to happen next ?  She thought about getting up but couldn't.  Anyway, 
there's no way she could go back now.  Her sister would know for sure that she 
was stoned.  Her little sister was not quite as cool as she let on.  She 
actually told her she was going out for a walk.

    "Jesus !"  She snapped her gaze out of the man's crotch.  She'd been 
staring.  "Fuck !  The woman is stroking his dick !"  She looked across the 
room at the TV as the woman got to her feet.  Marci was turning her attention 
toward Willy when Carol dropped the towel.  Her breasts were nowhere near as 
large as the teenager's but nice tits all the same.  About the size of large 
apples with very little sag.  Her areolae and nipples are what usually grabbed 
your attention.  About the size of the bottom of a beer can and a real dark 
brown.  The areolae were all crinkly and her nipples were erect, about thumb 
size.

    Her bush was a jungle of hair starting out just below her belly button 
where it fanned out and formed a diamond shape - all dark and tangled.  Carol 
dropped back to her knees and sucked the head of my cock into her mouth.

    "Ooooh...Goooood damn !"  I exclaimed.  The "god" sounded almost like good 
with a hard "o."  I leaned back on my elbows.  Marci and I were watching Carol 
suck my cock.  Every once and a while, she'd look up at us and just lick it.  
It was glistening in the dim light from the night stand.  She swallowed me, 
damn near whole, and started bobbing her head over my groin.  I fell back and 
grabbed Marci's arm.  She was tense and frozen.  I started rubbing her arm and 
then moved to her bare back.  I had my hand up above where a bra strap would 
be and was now sure she was braless.

    Marci couldn't take her eyes off the woman sucking this guy's cock.  Jesus 
Christ !  She was taking the whole thing almost and it was much bigger than 
Jerry's, her friend's brother.....It was a pool party and she got to stay the 
night.  Two years ago.  She was thirteen.  Some of the kids had some pot and 
she smoked a little.  She ended up with Jerry out in the changing room with 
everyone else inside.  He kissed her and played with her tits, even sucked on 
them.  Told her he thought they were the best at the party.  He was nineteen 
at the time and she was going to do anything he wanted.  Her friends would 
talk about this for years.

    He was sucking on her right breast when his hand slid in between her legs.  
He pulled the crotch of her suit aside and now had some fingers in her pubic 
hair.  He spit out her tit and exclaimed.  "You've got a lot of hair down 
here, Marci.  Jenny doesn't have any, yet."  Marci was thinking she didn't 
have any tits either when he poked a finger into her.  He was soon fucking his 
finger in and out of her like crazy.  While doing that he guided her hand to 
his dick.  It was bare.  He'd dropped his trunks and she could feel the hard, 
smooth skin of his erect penis.  After a few minutes he started coaching her 
on how to jack him off and about ten minutes later, he squirted four or five 
spurts of warm jizzim on the front of her bathing suit.....

    The guy pulled the woman's face out of his groin.  His cock slapped back 
on to his stomach and he started taking off his shirt.  His cock was all 
slippery looking and the woman was running her hands up and down his thighs.  
He rotated on the bed and now had his head in her lap.  She moved away from 
him but he followed and kept his head in her lap.  He was on his back, lying 
away from her.  The woman jumped up on the bed and straddled him.  Marci 
watched as the woman guided the guy's cock to her hairy place and then sat on 
him.  He made a loud groaning noise and so did the woman.

    She started to bounce up and down on the man...Jesus !  They're fucking !  
Marci couldn't believe it.  She hardly felt the guys hands on her arms and 
then he was pulling her down and kissing her.  Her tits were squashed against 
his head, his hands on the back of her head.  His tongue was like a snake in 
her mouth and then she felt his hands on the hem of her top.  She lifted her 
arms as he pulled it off over her head.

    "Nice tits, Marci."  The woman almost whispered and Marci noticed that she 
was not moving as energetically as she had been.

    I was in heaven.  This young lady's tits were huge...Like watermelons.  
They hung down on my head and face.  I opened my mouth and took a large bite 
out of the nearest one.  A small groan.  I pulled myself up on an elbow and 
gazed at them.  Her areolae were as large as Carol's but nowhere near as dark.  
A light tan color, her nipples semi-erect on her chest.  I leaned over and 
sucked an areola and nipple into my mouth.  A louder moan.  Carol had stopped 
riding me for now.  I think it's going to be a while until I get back to her.

    With one hand I reached for the waist of her jeans.  She leaned back a 
little further and gave me free access to her zipper.  Down it came.  I didn't 
bother to try to force my hand into her crotch.  I started yanking on her 
jeans until she raised her hips.  I slowly worked her jeans down.  Her panties 
remained around her hips but they couldn't hide the hairy pussy this young 
lady had.  I kept dragging her jeans down as I stared at the dark shadow at 
the crotch of her white panties.

    She moved her feet around as I dragged her jeans off and over her sandals.  
Once free, I tossed them off the bed.  I immediately went for her panties and 
she raised her hips before I got to the waist band.  I got them hung up on her 
sandals because my face was already heading for her crotch.  I ended up with 
my tongue in her very fat belly button.  I reamed into it and she shrieked 
out, "Oooooh !"  Her panties ended up on the floor with her jeans.

    Her pussy was a large triangle of dark, curly pubic hair.  My tongue raced 
to it and now I had hair in my mouth.  My hands were pushing her thighs apart 
as I slithered in between then and toward her hair covered sex.  I couldn't 
make out her cunt at all amongst the large amount of hair this young lady had 
growing between her legs.  When my tongue tasted cunt, she went wild.  Her 
body tensed up, her thighs chorded and attempted to close on my head.  I pried 
them apart and licked the moist meat in front of my face.  What Carol was 
doing was beyond the scope of my situation awareness.

    She smelled like she hadn't bathed today but I was wild, my tongue racing 
up and down her fat, hair covered vagina lips...Dipping in and out of her fat 
pink cunt.  Her hips were thrusting her crotch up into my face so I reamed my 
tongue into her and rode her tremors until she settled down.

    Marci was paralyzed.  She'd never been this turned on.  The old man's 
tongue was like an electric eel, never still, roaming around her crotch and 
touching all the places that made her feel so good when she played with 
herself...Only this was better...Much better.  She was throwing her head back 
and forth on the bed when she felt the woman suck one of her plump tits into 
her mouth.  Her back arched up off the bed and Marci had her first orgasm.  
Her body thrashed around until she finally ran out of energy and went limp.

    That didn't stop the assault on her body though.  The woman had pulled her 
arms above her head and was licking under her arms.  The old man had pushed 
her legs up in the air and had his mouth between the cheeks of her ass as his 
tongue headed for her asshole.  She started to move again and when his tongue 
started licking her anus, she went wild....Moaning and groaning gibberish.  
She never wanted this to stop.

    I figured the young thing was cuming about every minute.  One orgasm 
starting to overlap the other.  I looked up and found Carol bending over her 
chest, licking her tits and nipples.  I was ready to fuck her and could hardly 
control my excitement.  I got to my knees between her legs and was arranging 
her legs when Carol looked up from the young thing's heaving chest.

    "Willy...I want some before you fuck her."  I laughed a stupid little 
laugh and climbed out from between the young girl's legs.  Carol, quick as a 
cat, took my place.  I just watched as her head buried itself between Marci's 
thighs.  My cock was as hard as stone so I stroked it a bit, still watching 
the young teenager thrash around on the bed.  She was moaning and groaning 
non-stop now, filling the room with her sounds.

    I slithered up and pulled her face around to my crotch.  Rubbing my cock 
against her cheek, I whispered for her to open her mouth.  When she did, my 
cock head entered and I was in heaven.  No doubt in my mind this young lady 
had never had a cock in her mouth.  She was so out of control that her lips 
felt like a fishes mouth, nibbling on my cock and it was driving me wild.  I 
pulled her face closer and in the process drove several inches of my shaft 
into her mouth.  I felt her teeth but my cock had spread her jaws so wide that 
she couldn't really get enough leverage to hurt me.  Her moans and groans were 
now muffled by the meat she had in her mouth and I started thrusting.  She was 
quick to learn and I was close to cuming.

    Marci couldn't believe the woman was licking her hairy place.  She still 
couldn't control herself and when she opened her eyes, found the old man's 
penis right in her eyes.  He rubbed it against her cheeks and lips until she 
finally opened them, accepting his hard smooth shaft.  It was so much bigger 
than her friend's brother's.  He had a hand on the back of her head and was 
sliding his penis in and out of her mouth.  She wondered if he was going to 
squirt that stuff into her mouth but realized that she was powerless to stop 
him.  At this point she wasn't sure she wanted to.  She was cuming again as 
the woman started fingering her pussy and licking her small clitoris.

    I couldn't hold off and felt my cock quiver in her mouth.  I lay still and 
watched her lips slide around the pole of flesh I had in her mouth.  She was 
doing it on her own, nibbling, sucking and moving her lips up and down my 
cock.  I was on a trip I couldn't control and knew I didn't want to anyhow.  I 
screamed a little and noticed that Carol was watching us...The girls' mouth 
with my cock in it.

    The three of us didn't move just looking at each other after I pulled my 
cock out of Marci's mouth.  I knew she wanted more.  She looked so sweet but 
had such a different look than when she walked she walked through the door a 
little over an hour ago.  I got to my knees and moved to where Carol was lying 
between Marci's legs.  Carol moved and Marci spread her legs.  She knew what I 
was going to do and was eager to have her body consumed by the fires we'd 
ignited.

    Again I arranged her legs around me and then pushed her thighs back on to 
her chest.  Carol reached between us and guided my cock to the young girl's 
twat.  Her pubic hair was matted in several places with gobs of saliva and 
cunt butter, her cunt clearly visible in the tangles of dark hair that grew 
between her legs.  Carol was rubbing the head of my cock in her opening and I 
forced some of it into her.  She was a swamp and my cock slipped about three 
inches into her.  I felt her hymen and flicked my hips, driving my cock 
against it.  She winced and then yelped as I slowly leaned forward above her 
driving my cock deep in her belly.

    I froze.  No shit !  I could actually feel her belly ripple as I slid into 
her cunt.  It clung to my every millimeter as I buried myself in her.  I 
started fucking and only then did she scream a little but her hips were 
already moving and shortly, I was fucking her brains out.  Her screams filling 
the room and only stopping when Carol started kissing her.  She was wet and 
gooey, like warm, sticky jello and very tight.

    Marci knew the old man was going to stick his dick in her.  She could feel 
the woman rubbing it against her raw and wet cunt.  She was afraid but wanted 
him to do it at the same time.  When his dick sank into her she felt the pain 
and screamed a little.  It wasn't close to being as bad as she'd thought it 
would be and then a warm glow started to spread from her stomach through her 
crotch and thighs and she noticed that her hips were moving her pussy up 
against the old man's belly.  She started screaming as he started pumping his 
meat in and out of her.  Nothing had ever felt this good...Better than their 
mouths on her pussy.  The woman started to kiss her and she could taste her 
pussy on the woman's lips and tongue...Smell herself...And then she was 
cuming, arching her back off the bed, trying to drill the old man's cock 
deeper into her belly.

    I was pumping to beat the band.  This young lady had such a nice tight, 
wet, fat cunt.  It was beginning to suck the life out of me.  I spasmed a few 
times and then the orgasm swept over me as I shook above the young girl spread 
below me.  I'm sure that if I could fill her with cum that it would be seeping 
out of her cunt in gallons, drenching the sheets below us.  I finally came to 
rest, my cock still buried in her...Feeling her cunt muscles contract and 
relax against the bone in her belly.  I only pulled out when she was still and 
Carol was throwing a leg over her chest.

    They were soon going 69 and I watched.  Marci, now as aggressive as Carol, 
pulling her ass apart and reaming her tongue into Carol's hairy cunt.  They 
went at it for an hour or so and I fucked Carol for a bit, feeling Marci's 
tongue on my balls as they dangled above her face.....

    The van horn sounded.  I came awake with a jerk.  Carol was swearing at 
some jerk who cut her off.  It took a few minutes but I finally came to 
realize that we were entering freeway 91, on our way to the beach.  I torched 
up a joint and Carol looked over at me.

    "How long you been awake ?  Some asshole just tried to kill us...Shit !  
It's one a.m. and the mother fucker thinks he owns the road.  Hey !  Give me 
some of that..."  I laughed and handed her the joint.  I was thinking of 
Marci.  God !  What a fucking turn on !

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