I did, I admit, begin to wonder; but I put the idea aside as it suggested I was far to big headed to think I’d ... no, of course not.I walked down t...e hill into a valley, fruit trees grew in fields, people working in the fields worked with no machinery. Perhaps it was an organic farm? Round the corner and still nothing that resembled Cambridgeshire. Some people looked at me and swiftly looked away, like they didn’t want to stand out. As I turned a bend in the track (track! Where was the. Jack sat back in the back seat and as I looked in the rearview mirror again, I saw the satisfied smirk he wore knowing that he left a girl sated and sweaty.As I glanced over at our lovely companion, I too, was pretty happy with myself. But I knew that she would get her chance at paybacks soon enough! A couple hours further down the road brought us closer to our destination for the night. We rolled into Deming about 8:00 pm that night. Taking the Pine St. Exit took us through the middle of town. It was a desire toimprove the world not just for the benefit of society, but also toimprove the world directly for my benefit and that of the child I wascarrying. Those thoughts made me feel extremely warm inside and tearsof happiness came to my eyes. We sat in quiet joy for a few momentsbefore I summoned the willpower to collect myself so I could formcoherent thoughts and reply to my husband."What does women's intelligence have to do with all of this?" I asked myhusband through my tears, not. “Oh Gavin, that feels so fucking good, you’re so big. Really big.”My rhythm had now speeded up, I varied the depth of penetration from just my knob to full length, when my balls slapped against her arse, and I was now close to orgasm. “Where do you want my spunk Patricia? In your mouth or up your cunt” I enquired somewhat breathless.Without a word she turned around, my cock slipping out of her wet cunt and sat back on to the toilet seat. She quickly pulled my cock into her mouth and began to.