"I shrugged lightly, which was difficult considering how tightly I wasbuckled in the car seat. It was a dumb game, but if it kept me frombeing bored a...d needing to rely on my imagination then it was anecessary evil.I said, "OK, I've got one."Thomas asked, "Does it live in North America?"Kathryn said, "She probably doesn't know the different continents."I replied, "Yes I do. And yeah, it lives there."Thomas said, "And you doubted her. OK, it's still my turn. Is it biggerthan a dog?"I replied,. As Blair shook Mrs. Simpson’s hand Cheryl chirped, “No, this isn’t my husband, this is Jim Wilson’s father, Blair. It’s just our week for the kids. My husband Jay and Blair’s wife Samantha are out cavorting on the Riviera together, but we have to keep the kids’ education moving along.” “Oh,” Mrs. Simpson said with her eyes and mouth wide open. “When I was giving Susan and Jim their breakfasts this morning, while Blair here was showering, all that they could talk about was the geography. Her face was a picture - she had a look of relief as her orgasm began to subside. Meanwhile, I had done my best to contain her load, a little escaped out of the corner of my mouth coating my lips and lipstick with her nectar - the rest I had swirled around my mouth, tasting as much of her delicious sperm that I could, before relaxing my throat as I swallowed the cumload that my lover had just given me. The taste was sensational, the amount was incredible, and the feel of it as it coated my. I pushed my upper body a bit back and sat with my hands rested tightly on the berth behind me as I was thrilled to see her initiating the sex and after fucking her thrice it was so heavenly getting fucked by her. She kept fucking me for sometime with her palms on my shoulders. As she fucked me, she was breathing hard and her inhaling and exhaling was loud.In the middle of sex, she stopped moving up and down and sat tightly on my waist and moved her buttocks in circles rotating my dick inside.