His index finger plunged in and out of her vagina as she moaned slightly. He enthusiastically kissed one breast while his free hand massaged the other... After a couple of minutes of this, he began rubbing her clitoris. Her moaning increased in intensity as she wrapped herself around him. Finally she came, wailing with pleasure as she did so.When they had both caught their breath, Mrs. Warren announced that we would be driving on the highway. I was the first to drive. I got on the turnpike headed. As she washes herself, she marvels at how smooth her private are feels to her touch, how slick it is. Legs deliciously smooth. She finishes, steps out, and makes a show out of drying herself off. Leaving the bathroom, she stops in front of the vanity. She bends over a bit, to get closer to the mirror to examine her makeup for any flaws. In reality, she’s just giving him a great shot of her ass in his mirror view. She walks over to him, stands between his legs close to the edge of the chair. . Lets go down to the woods. he told me. We had messed around in the woods behind the church many times before. There was a clear spot surrounded by a lot of under growth, we were well hidden. We both got on our bikes and raced to the bottom of the hill as fast as we could. No sooner were we in the woods, I was down on my knees and pulling his dick out of his shorts. When I pulled his waist band down his now 7 inch prick slapped me in the face. We laughed a bit and then I put his massive cock in. He pads across the bedroom and enters. He pees. He takes a bit of toiletpaper and wipes the seat, just in case he sprayed. He retreats to bed,where Heather is sleeping. He eases in beside of her. She reached out andclenches his hand. He squeezes back.Again, he closes his eyes and allows the memories to invade his thoughts.He misses his mother, who lives in Indianapolis. There was something warmabout her home. Something comforting.He purposefully thinks of his wife naked. If he is going to be.