He still had a hard on and he opened my legs and inserted his cock between my still wet pussy lips, moving his cock up and down and finally he inserte... his cock into my hot, dripping wet pussy. It felt great. He all of a sudden stopped himself and said he was going to be late for work. There was no way I was going to let him leave me hanging without getting my well deserved orgasm. I started to entice him some more; I took off my tank top and showed off my large, soft yet firm breasts. I. Several years before, when Bill Parnell had decided to retire, his wife had asked him what they would do. She was thinking about retiring, too, and was curious. He had laughingly suggested selling their house and buying a motor home, but Molly had considered the idea and asked if he was serious. Surprised, he had replied it was possible; he had spent thirty years driving a bus, so a giant camper shouldn’t be any different.Thus, the idea was born. Both Bill and his wife had retired, taking his. In this fashion, Marie licked Constance’s cunny while Constance did the same to Marie, and so adept was Marie at mimicking what she felt that it soon seemed to Constance almost as if she was somehow, by a contortion not otherwise possible, doing it to herself. Now, though, Marie was asleep, Michel and Salvador were off attending to their duties, and Jacqueline had sent Constance on an errand. As if she were no more than another member of the crew. That thought made her stop short. A member. ”“Is she getting her own phone?”“Dirty girl is mine, cucky boy. From now on, you go through me.”“Tell her I’m safe and well.”“I pass it on 5 times a day if you want. I’ll text u whenever I feel like it.”“Ok.”“Damn right Ok cucky boy. Dirty girl is ours, so go pull your own little trailer. Ha ha ha.”……………..And so it was. Over the next few days I tramped up and down the East Coast corridor, working all hours God sent, regularly reporting I was safe and well. All I received in return were a series.