She knew we were adventurous andalways hand our hands on each other. Young dumb and fullof cum, they call it. One late evening, the kids werefast asle...p and we lay on the tiny fold down bed in hercamper talking. I was behind my wife and feeling frisky. At some point I must have begun rubbing my hips againstmy wife and it must have been obvious because her mothernoticed. Rather than make something embarrassing out ofit, she was real good at making it a fun joke. “Sheeshyou two, why. “Ready for me already,” he whispers in my ear. I make a grab for his hardened cock and rub him up and down. His breathing quickens, as do his fingers in my cunt. He pulls out without warning and starts to caress my swollen clit. 'Oh this feels so good!' I scream in my mind. He suddenly stops fingering me. I look to him desperate for him to finish what he started. He just smiles, seeing my wanting, enjoying my distress of him stopping. He picks me up, as if I weigh nothing, places me on the. “At least he has picked a good ride” she thought as she looked about her at the scenery. Knowing there was a roadhouse up ahead, Fran decided to stop for a cup of tea and a bite to eat. She had left early that morning and without breakfast. And now was more than a little peckish. As she pulled into the car park, she noticed the red Harley parked out front. “Mm maybe this is my lucky day” she thought as she entered the cafe. Walking to the counter, she saw her rider there perusing the. It felt nice and relaxing. I then could then feel his warm breath of the unnamed waiter I barely knew kissing softly down the hairline on my neck. Soft and sensual, I tilt my head to one side and he gently kisses around and up to my ear lobe. He was young and handsome, tanned and toned, tall and had eyes to die for He then whispers, cindy… as he slowly guides his hands down my arms and back up to my shoulders and rubbing them. As he goes back to kiss and gently nibble on my ear lobe his hand.