‘Just the RAC.’ I grinned. I had done a complete circuit with her, so I stopped by the truck again. ‘Thanks for the info.’ ‘No prob. Pity yo...’re not covered.’ She waved and went on. ‘Nice ‘Hitch Hikers’ reference by the way.’ She called out. ‘What the hell was that about Dave?’ Bill asked, stepping up beside me. ‘I think I was flirting.’ ‘You? Flirting? With a real girl?’ He shook his head. ‘That’s what it seemed like. It’s been a while, so I can’t be sure.’ I grinned. ‘Huh! As if the day isn’t. But once overcome, it became a favorite. That and tribbing. We had a very interesting year together. None of our secret fun ever slowed me down from my male sexual fun, but it sure added a delicious dimension to my erotic treasure chest. My mind snapped back when I refocused on Karen. I figured that she was about five or so years older than me, and in great shape. We were about the same size, she was probably an inch shorter than me. Her hair was streaked blond. From my initial introductions,. ...I stopped on Daves cock and went back to Brandons black stick .....Be back on yours in a few minutes I told Dave....Dave said damn you bout had me blow there for awhile.....Don't worry next time is all yours I told him....I was like a k** in a candy store with my mouth filled with all this black licorice dick...Back working on Brandons rod he told me to suck his nuts while he held his cock up he raised up a bit was I was able to suck his nuts as he moaned in pleasure and soon pointed his. Not that it was that funny, but we were just that d***k. I loved the attention that this man was giving me. After a while, I forgot about his age, and was actually getting quite turned on by him. I was wearing a low cut shirt that just showed a little bit of cleavage, and a skirt with no panties. I started feeling a little frisky. I was beginning to wonder if he would be interested in me, and I couldn’t help but stare at his crotch through his pants and wonder how big it was. I’m sure that he.