He told me to call from the little store/gas station because I’d have to leave my car there. He’d get me in his truck. OK, he always knew what he ...as doing.I had to wait a little while after the call so I wandered around the sleepy village. After ten minutes I’d thoroughly explored it and was sitting on the store porch sipping on a cold beer when I saw the same ancient Ford truck he’d had at work throwing up dust. He never replaced anything that could be fixed and he swore by that ‘51 with a. I started to move my head toward her pussy to give this a try and she pushed me back and repeated that nothing was going to happen.I asked her if the clit was the same thing as the G Spot. She said no and explained that the G Spot is on the inside and she couldn't show me. I asked her how to find it and she took a moment and kind of sighed. Then she asked me if my hands were clean and guided my hand to her pussy. I slid my finger into her pussy and she had me push down on her abdomen with. She takes my breath away and for a moment my mouth hangs open. She beams a blinding smile at my shell shocked visage well aware of what she has done to me.I sit back after smiling at these two beauties, my eyes almost popping out of my head and take a deep sip of my beer. As they chat I let my concentration drift with the wind, my eyes staring out at the countryside, whilst my thoughts are on the two lovely pairs of taught boobs either side of me. Ten minutes later my pint seems to have. " She wasn't sincere. He shocked her, until she was on the floor gasping, trying to signal for him to stop."What was that, Renee?" I'm sorry, sir! I am grateful, I swear!" She gazed up at him pathetically until he brought the pain all the way down."Very good, then." He leaned down, his hand on either knee. "Now, for the final lesson today." He twitched the robe to the sides, and it fell away from the tent his penis had made. It grew harder as her eyes grew wide.He reached out his hand, and.