I went to the Hairy phone and called the motel room and told Melanie to meet me at a rest stop we hit about eighty miles out of town when we first left New Mexico together. One nice thing about having loyal and devoted women is they don't question when given strange orders. Audrey and Mel were not privvy to as much of the plan, amateur but I did call them and told them to stand by tonight ready to drive and confirmed with Melanie that she remembered the rest stop. With that out of the way, I went down to the bedroom where Karen and Holly were still in shock. I approached Big Boobs slowly, not sure how they would react to me given I'd just murdered someone in front of them, but was pleasantly surprised when they both rushed into my arms. "He was a rabid dog that needed putting down. I hope you understand." I said, firmly. "I know, David." Karen responded. "But what are you going to do now?" "I'm going to make this whole thing disappear." I told her. I kissed the tops of both their heads and let them go. I turned off the outside lights and went out the back of the house to Karen's storage shed and retrieved a shovel. I took the shovel out to the car and put it in the bed before heading back around to get Miguel's body. The problem with El Camino's is most of them do not have back seats. There is a small space behind the front seats and while Miguel was a small man, about 5' 8" and 150 lbs, he was still too big to fit back there. El Camino's do not have trunks either, instead the back half of the vehicle is like a pickup truck, meaning that Miguel was going to have to ride up front with me, which is why I wanted to do this at night. I put Miguel in the passenger seat and uncovered his body enough to make it look like he was just sleeping. After buckling him in, I slipped around to the other side and fired up the car and calmly pulled away. Given it was late on a weeknight, I was pretty sure no one would pay any attention provided I drove like everything was normal. I made sure to steer well clear of gang territory on my way out of town, as I was pretty sure someone, either friendly or in a rival gang, would recognize his car. I took backroads around the outside of the city until I could get on the interstate leading to the rest stop. It was going to be a long drive, but his car wasn't overtly detailed or flashy so I was pretty sure it wouldn't draw the attention of nosy police looking to make a profile stop. I pulled into the rest stop about an hour and a half later and stopped alongside Mel who was driving my car. I didn't get out, but instead motioned her to pov indian follow me and we were immediately back on the road. We drove for another couple hours down dirt backroads until we were well into the isolated desert before we stopped. Mel was understandably distraught when she saw me pull the body from the car, but I didn't have time to explain things to her. I had to get the body in the dirt and lose the car before dawn. I took the shovel and walked out to a small dip in the ground that was hidden by a natural ridge in the ground. He guides the crown of himself to the slit of my vulva and I feel his hardness pushing against me. I’ve been ripened from the indian many hours Hairy of tortured arousal, and when he thrusts he pov penetrates me easily. We watched all our favourite band’s performance getting eaten by a number of guys – double pleasure. They'd only recently called an uneasy amateur truce, for the sake Big Boobs of the others mainly. "How?" If we did not use lube even my husbands dick could leave me super raw and sore. “Oh, look at that, boys. I slowly and gently push myself into her. What’s the honor of your call?” I ask him. She looked beautiful now. Her carry bag had replacement clothes in case something got ripped, she could only hope. It was both scary and exciting. Her words made one and all moan. Nothing missing. I took yet another shower before moving on to Marjorie’s office.