They find out who I really am, who my parents were, and they hate me for it. Shit… OH, GOD!” Then, just before my cock exploded inside her as I’d promised I would let it, I felt her seemingly endless flow of pussy juices flow from her, gushing like river rapids, never stopping. The next family in came about 2 weeks later, both an older couple, maybe retired, who just wanted a nice, long, peaceful end to their long, work-filled lives. I was always a country boy at heart, but I guess what made it so hard was the lack of cell towers, Internet and my motorcycle. Their daughter (her name was Mikayla Morrison) was willing enough to show me around, as she’d been to this town before to visit her grandparents. Why the hell did I have to leave MY friends because they wanted out of the economic crises in Michigan?
