'That asshole,' I thought to myself with Jack in mind.I had given up forcing myself to consider Jack as Susan. It hurt my headand I would end up confu...ing myself. As of now, I was Susan and he wasJack. He had the penis and I had the vagina.My mind drifted and I thought about his penis. How different it was toRoger's own meaty member. Both were good in their own ways. Thinkingabout this had me sopping wet between my thighs.I had lazed away the morning, and was currently still lying down. I. It got us further away from Yellowstone and its problems. It did leave us due north of Wisconsin so I knew it would get very cold in winter. However, I thought that getting east might be good for us if more eruptions occurred. I wanted to get away from sources of seismic activity. I told Misty who nodded in agreement. We would stop for a couple of days to better assess driving conditions in the part of the US south of us as well as climate.Climate was swiftly resolved. This would be a very cold. Mike teased his sister’s folds, tantalizing every square inch of her pussy and delighting in the textures on his tongue. He lapped, probed, and flicked his tongue, ever seeking new pleasure points while he drank in her bittersweet nectar.A look up when he gave her clit a slow swipe of his tongue revealed her caressing her breasts and tweaking her nipples. “Oh, that’s good,” she encouraged him.“You taste so sweet,” he said to her, before stabbing his tongue into her canal, to gather up an even. ”Jasmyn doesn’t flinch.“You know. Longest time I thought Thimble was full of shit. We all knew he wanted you bad. The way he’d stare at you shaking your brown ass in that yellow bikini under the fire hydrant. Never gave him the time of day. Got shit for it all the time. Made him a bitter little asshole. But he wasn’t lyin’ was he? You snitched on Dee. Fucked him over to save your own ass that day.”Jasmyn starts to shake. “You don’t know shit.”I shake my head. Laugh. “I wanted to believe he was.