He was a bit thinner but the length was same as the driver. I was not sitting in a truck like the one shown in the picture and playing with two cocks....A couple of minutes and truck was on a passage heading into the woods. In less than 2 minutes the truck came to a halt. The place was an ideal one. It was a depression all covered with trees and nothing in sight.All three got down; the driver told the conductor to get the chaurpoy (bench). Which he got from the top of the truck. The bench was. Angie was wearing a pink halter top, which exposed her flat tummy, and white short-shorts with two inch open toed sandals. She went to the office and soon had her own apartment. Angie glanced at her watch as she unpacked her small suitcase; it wasn't even ten O'clock yet. Angie hummed a pop tune to herself as she finished unpacking and slipped into a bright orange thong bikini. A gruff male voice yelled in her ear, "Stop humming that tune; you've got 'California' singing it now. If he keeps. Smiling to herself she knew he would be surprised at the outfit. She was wearing her new black t-shirt and red and black tartan mini-skirt, and underneath was an even sweeter surprise…Black silk panties and bra with black lace up stockings which were attached to their silk suspender. Sitting down she looked around,the plane wasnt that full… she had the row to herself. Pulling out her magazine she let her mind wander into thoughts of him. Her cheeks flushed slightly and she jumped as the flight. Obviously he wasn’t going to leave things at that and we all knew that, David had even agreed that I was now Ben’s sex slut. That first session had been on a Friday, that night we couldn’t wait to get the boys off to bed, before we were at each other again. David just couldn’t believe I had walked across the way in just heels and stocking and was as turned on by that as much as me having sex with an old man. Our enthusiasm for each other was a great as it had been after my first extra marital..