I felt his hand graze across my pussy through the thin piece of material the thong offered. He ground his fingers against me feeling how wet I already...was, his fingers were still pressed against the soft lace fabric.Pulling his mouth away from my erect nipples he moaned, “God your cunt is so wet already”. I didn’t tell him that I had already had my husband in me that day and that’s why I was dripping. His mouth worked lower onto my body and wondered if he’d taste my husband in me. I told him. "I'm going to shoot, Kathy" I tried to warn her, but she just continued sucking and licking, moving her mouth up and down the shaft. I sat down on the bed and spread my legs as my cum was made inevitable by her sucking. Kathy, never missing a beat when I moved, kept sucking on my cock, and I began shooting my sex juices into her mouth. She began swallowing, attempting to get it all down her throat. What little she didn't swallow dripped onto her chest and boobs, and when I finally stopped. The Highway patrol had either just left the restaurant or were in shift change. The rumor of our passing became a state legend.66 North to 31 is not necessarily the shortest route to 31, but the shorter route had the weakest bridges, the tightest turns and the nosiest local cops.Not exactly known for making the smartest decisions, the successful trip puffed me up ... I so Proud.Wait for it.As morning rolled around to noon, we were sitting at the bar in the Antler when three Highway troopers. But start crying.You slowly force three fingers into my cunt, not giving me the privilege of feeling one or two first. I let out a sharp yelp, and that's when you decide to slip a nipple into your mouth. You hear me start to moan, uncontrollably. Except this isn't about my pleasure, it's about yours, so you bite down on the nipple in your mouth, and laugh.I let out a little scream, and you can't help it anymore. You start finger fucking my cunt hard and fast, and you can feel it squeeze your.