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My Journey pt. 11
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My Journey pt. 11 What I called a road was the highway we needed to take to get back on the interstate highway. Honestly, it was just a 2 lane road. I had little problem with that, until the terrain change. After a while, we were driving up hill (mountain-like hill) with major drop offs to the right side of our small lane. Some of the curves we had to take were taken blindly. We couldnt see who was coming around them until they got there. It was really dark and on top of all that, it had started to rain. There was no room at all for driving errors. Crazy enough, it was during this stretch of travel that I worried about her driving skills the least. Nymph knew she had to be totally focused...and she was. Still, my stress and tension levels were at about 9.4 out 10. Not to sound overly dramatic, but my safety, my life was completely in her hands. Under normal circumstances, Im not winning any car passenger of the year awards. She did a great job of keeping us safe. So good of a job, that I had her stop at this out of the way liquor store that popped up out of the blue. I wanted to celebrate her excellent driving. Either that or I needed a drink before I went into mental overload. Around the time we stopped at the store, the highway had leveled off and the lanes widened. Less dangerous driving conditions (and beer) did wonders for lowering my stress. My guess is that we were on that highway for at least an hour before we reached the interstate. I dont think I had ever been so happy to see multiple lanes for travel in my life. It was now smooth sailing to L.A. We did a fair amount of driving until we needed to stop for gas. I dont remember all of the details of how, but we eneded up starting to fuck in the front seat at the gas station. Nymph was the voice of reason about that not being the best place to do it. We drove to an onramp for the highway. There was a huge open space with a dirt road, near the ramp. We drove down the road a bit and parked. I think we were in or near Sacramento. In any case, we had no business at all being in the area we were in. She sat in the back seat with the door open, I stood in the rain while she sucked my dick. Per her request, we went to me fucking from behind. She couldnt completely get into it because she was worried about me being in the rain. So we stopped so she could get her hooded, Northface raincoat for me. The sleeves were too short, but it did the job. Standing in the pouring rain made the sex even better. All the stress of the last 30+ hours were being washed away as I fucked her pussy from behind. As I fucked her, she told me how bad she wanted to feel my dick inside of her ass. I told her she would have to wait for that. I continued to deep stroke her from behind until I came hard...deep inside of her wet pussy. Fucking me can have many different affects on a woman. Sometimes it knocks her right out (one of my ex's said it felt like she just smoked some weed, which also put her to sleep) or it can have the same affect of a double shot of espresso. Luckily for nymph and me, it was the second option. She was completely clear headed an alert. I was a bit buzzed and mentally in need of rest. We got back on the highway, L.A. here we come. I slept off and on a few different times during this final stretch. I remember turning onto a street with tall palm trees and some amzing houses. We made it...about 1000 miles later, we had finally made it to Los Angeles.  |
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I have a couple times before. One of the other times it was a bit cool out. That didnt bother me, but she needed it to be warmer last the whole session. We had to finish in the car.
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