I had guessed years ago, that her perpetual anger toward me was because I was starting to look more and more like dad as grew into manhood. "Really......I understand."What could she possibly understand - she was twenty five years older than I for gods sake?Slowly and calmly I lifted my enclosed hand from my exposed groin, not daring to move my bottoms back to my waist else mother would hear me. It left me exposed to the nights darkness, but I guessed it the lesser of evils. There was no way. All of a sudden, another clap of thunder shook the coach. Kristy screamed and scooted back into my crotch and pulled the covers over her head. I felt her wiggle her hips into me as she cowered from the storm.“Kristy, it’s just a silly ol’ thunder storm. You’ve been through thousands of these things before,” I added, trying to take my mind off of her little butt wiggling up next to my cock. “You know that it is just warm air rising up and mixing with the cooler upper air and it sheds some. When finished, she immediately noticed that my cock was already hard and standing straight up, and as she put her hand on it and said to me, "Kenny, your penis amazes me, look at it, all ready to go again, it just never seems to get tired, does it?" Then she bent down and kissed the head with her soft lips and that sent shock-waves all over my body. After that, she stood up and started to take off her clothing, leaving only her panties and brazier on. Well once again I was just shaking from. Fucked by another woman. Worse, she was enjoying it. She was naked and on the floor, her ass making wet sounds, fucked by a kinky old bitch while her employer looked on. "Your lovely ass clenches down so very nicely," Sandra said. "So tight - so hungry - with fat spankable cheeks. But Millie must learn to relax. Relax dear and give it up to Auntie."It was downright mortifying, and yet her body was alive with sensation. Sandra insisted that she relax and stop clenching, but her body.