As I finished up my business in the restroom she was waiting for me. She came up to me and said something like "God I want you. Let's find a place to ...uck." I couldn't believe my ears..."Where?" I gasped. Her response floored me. "We still have some time after we get home before my daughter gets off work. I want to be fucked by two men. My husband is okay with it. Are you up for it honey?"I got back in the car and my ears were ringing. I was dizzy and horny and had a million things whirling in. My plump ass fills out my short denim cut-offs, and my shirt is so tight, my puffy nipples can be seen from a mile away. I’ll fit right in with the tramps he normally arrests, and I’m even wetter with anticipation thinking that he might finally use his cuffs on me! It’s 2am, bars are just letting out, so my time to act is now. I know where he normally peruses at this hour, but I text him as if I’m going to bed so I can figure out exactly where he is. “Headed to bed. Miss you and am thinking. Never in a million years, could I have ever begun to suspect how a mouth could possibly produce ten times the degree of physical pleasure that a hand ever could!Right then I was being treated to the most wonderful feelings and state of enjoyment as the sight of his large twitching cock visable in looking down past his locked on lips held my full attention.While wonderful and so powerful as well, my first received blow job ended far too swiftly as I leaned back arching my teen back while. I never did figure out why they needed me, but it is nice to be needed anyway. After all, I'm retired now and don't do much more than write these stories.Anyway, I was heading back to the West Coast and the weatherman decided to throw everything at the country that week. The trip turned out to be nice, as my seatmate was an attractive gal, comfortably out of the giggle stage and not yet into the lumbago stage. I prefer my women full-grown, like them clean, neat, smart and funny. If they're.