Chapter 15: Jenny at Lake Cuyamaca

She hissed, “Oh, that’s nice! Ohhhyeeeesss ... Oh, oh, oh, oh ... ungh!”

Her last several strokes had the tip of my dick rubbing at Jenny’s cervix. I was glad she had cum because I could not help myself; “Unngh...”

I awoke later. I was still hard and still inside of Jenny. I wanted to turn us over so I was on top and could enjoy her pounding her yummy little pussy. Unfortunately, I feel I cannot. The thing is, I doubt she weighs a hundred pounds, while I am big and heavy in comparison to her. I know I am 16 or 17 inches taller and a hell of a lot beefier. So, pounding her little body is not a good thing for her.

She makes up for her physical size with her tightness. If she wiggles her toe, I can sense it. I am so entirely connected by my pecker to her; everything she does is transmitted directly to my dick.

I sent, “Truck, where are we?”

He said, “Wallis-Mart, it’s 6:35 a.m.”

“Thank you.”

“You’re Welcome.”

I put my hands on Jenny’s little ass and gently massaged her bum. I soon felt her begin waking up. I started rocking her back and forth on me.

She said, “This is a very nice way to wake up. Did we stay connected all night long?”

I said, “Yes, of course. I thought it felt very nice, intimate.”

She said, “Yes. I had no idea it could be like this, master.”

I said, “Master?”

She said, “Of course, you are my master. You do not act like an authoritative person to me, but trust me, you are the master of my heart. I would do anything for you.”

I said, “OK, but no whips, chains, or other nonsense.”

She said, “Anything your heart desires, I will gladly do for you.”

Drozul chimed in, “Relax Tom. This is part of her concubine overlay. This is how your women used to be. I have seen your old movies. Women used to lavish men with attention. They were seductive and quite loving, unlike today. Just accept it. Anytime you spend time with any women, you will see they are different towards you than other men.”

“Besides your being an Alpha now, being Filipina inclines her to be this way. It’s a cultural thing in the Philippines. Philippine men are more aggressive towards women. This is how nature intended it to be between the sexes.”

I turned Jenny around so her ass was against my pelvis; we were still connected. I grabbed her titties from behind. She could barely move this way while lying on top of me. Having her ass pressed to me was very enjoyable. I felt I was in her even deeper this way. Her buns added to the depth.

Jenny seemed to not enjoy this position, so I rolled us onto our sides. The nice thing about a long dick was we easily stayed connected. I continued fucking her slowly from behind while on our sides. She was turned partway towards the bed. That makes it easy for me to push into her harder, her little ass-cheeks cradling my root.

It’s sweet, so - so sweet feeling her this way. She had lifted a leg and tilted her bottom, so I rubbed my cock on her clit. I wasn’t sure if I was touching the actual clit or just tugging at it as her small inner lips ran up and down my dick. She wiggles a lot down there as we hump away at each other happily.

I played with her titties for a minute and then sneakily slid my hand down her vulva. I massaged the meaty part above her cunt, bringing her closer. Tugging her vulva up tugs directly on her pussy lips. I was close and wanted to get this over with so we could go shopping. I wet a finger and barely touched her clit; that set her off immediately.

“Ooohhh, O my god, Tom. So deeeep, unh, unh, unh, unh, OHHHhhhhhhhuuu, YES! Sooo good.”

I mumbled, “Unnnnnnh.” I’m still half asleep as I jetted against the end of her tight passage.

I felt the pressure of her tight snatch as I continued to pull up on her vulva. I shot that last bit into the mouth of her cervix. I may not be able to enter it, but I can spurt my cum directly into her womb. That’s what it’s all about for me. The drive to fuck Jenny deep and hard. To enjoy being pressed to her second opening. The feeling on my cockhead is magnificent as her inner muscles move against it.

After we cleaned up and dressed, we went into the Super Wallis-Mart.

We bought a whole cartload of things for Jenny. We carried that into the master bedroom and dropped it on the bed. We returned for a second load of everyday supplies and food.

Wallis-Mart has a decent oriental food section. Jenny also bought a lot of vegetables, meats, fish, and frozen things, as well as spices and flavorings. We needed two cartloads worth.

I have been to the Philippines a few times. I knew little about the food there, except for the street food you find there. They have Monkey Meat on a stick (usually pork) or fish heads and rice. I miss Lumpia the most. I had no idea I was in for a treat. I did know how to use chopsticks. I had tried Pancit Bihon once and loved it.

It was really breakfast time, but Jenny had a craving to have some food from back home in the P.I.

Her Aunt and Uncle were somewhat Americanized, and she had not had her kind of food for some time. She started with a Shrimp Pancit. Pancit is thin rice noodles. They are stir-fried with meat of some sort and vegetables. She also made a loaf of banana nut bread, Filipino style, which has more bananas in it.

Truck had us on the road again long before we began to eat.

While she made breakfast, some of her new clothes were in the washer. She had tried out several simple skirt outfits. They are really pretty on her. Her cute legs showed a lot of skin. If she was turned away from me at the time, I could see the bottom of her little round bum.

When she would bend in my direction, her little titties called upon me to look down her top at her girlish globes. She has no need for a bra.

I had the picture window mode ‘on’ as Truck drove us west. I saw little of it. My mind is spacey.

After eating breakfast, I had to retake her again. Naughty Jenny had been purposely flashing me for some time. Every time she flashed me little skin, she checked to see if my eyes followed her, the imp.

Before Phoenix, we had turned further west on I-8. I moved up front into the cab for a few minutes. We are going to pass through the food inspection station at the California border.

I encountered a male inspector this time. He seemed to be a prick. He had a clipboard to make himself look officious. Just being near me had him confused a little. I asked to see the clipboard and touched his arm as I took it. I handed it back.

I told him, “This would be a good time to let me pass me through.”

I sensed as well as heard, “Yes sir,” and he waved us right on through, just like that.

I had all kinds of food and vegetables inside, and he was not coming in. What difference is a California Wallis-mart from an Arizona Wallis-mart? What utter horse-shit. I am a thousand percent sure this is against the Bill of Rights on a couple of the original 10 amendments. @#*! California.

What about a person’s rights in their home and being safe from unreasonable searches? California could not care less about the Bill of Rights. It’s always about what their little sicko minds can come up with.

When we were up to speed, I returned to the kitchen for a fresh coffee and some warm banana nut bread. The bread has pecan pieces in it. The way she made it, the pieces are tasty and soft.

We crossed the Colorado River and passed through some of the farms that suck the Colorado River dry. After that, it was pure desert scenery for a while.

I soon found my little woman was still not wearing panties. I had already found out she had no bra on. Thinking of the shopping trip, she had only bought one bra, which was good. She didn’t really need it. I was happy with that.

I planned that she and Jade would never have children. Their tits would remain a modest size and firm. Being in my 40s, I had experienced a few women my age, and those with kids have droopy, mushy-feeling tits. My concubines were there for my pleasure.

After all, I had already created several babies. That is a sideline to the Entertainment channel I was involved with. That and spreading trillions of Exo’s all over.

When we got near Lake Cuyamaca Park in California, we turned north on 79. The drive after I-8 North is immediately very scenic. The road has many twists and turns, moving up and up hills as we move into a higher area. Parts of it are arid or rocky. Other spots have large grass fields for the cattle and horses we passed. There are patches of forest.

Jenny passed in front of me one too many times, and I grabbed her. She squealed and giggled as I pulled her dress off of her. I soon had her sitting on my dick as we moved up the two-lane country road. It was fun watching us pass other vehicles while enjoying her squeals.

She feared that people could see us fucking. I knew that really excited her. They couldn’t, but I didn’t tell her that.

That darn road was not long enough, as we pulled into the park too soon. They have a small restaurant, so Truck parked us off to the side as I finished enjoying my hot, petite Filipina.

After a quick shower, I went inside the [ark office to get us checked in. Drozul or the ship had prepaid. We had been assigned a spot on the north side of Lake Cuyamaca. I had a printed brochure that showed many of the nearby trails. There are many miles of trails around the lake. Mostly, they are off to the west and southwest.

We stayed indoors most of the time and hiked every day. We rented horses and rode them three times. Exo’s meant we had no saddle sore issues. Riding Horses made Jenny horny.

We made love every chance we felt like it. There were a few restaurants in Julian that we ate at. We relaxed with each other and got to where we were close. I began to worry about that.