As I pulled in a car load of four guys parked next to me and by the looks of them, they were clearly some of the rugby guys I'd seen in the email.I tu...ked my phone away in the console and quickly headed over to the van. Trying to look as casual as possible I walked past the van hoping to see Kim sitting in the front. Clearly she’d hopped out and was now somewhere inside. I tried the door and it was locked so I turned and walked back to the group of four men that were jostling as men quite often. It was her friend I was imagining making eye contact with, and she knew it.Eventually, the airhead disappeared with a couple of guys, no doubt expecting to be fucked by both of them very soon. Catherine grinned and said “it’s always like this, she disappears and you’re left with the fat friend”. I started to protest that I wasn’t bothered, but she looked back knowingly. Her blue eyes flashed with a surprising glint of filthiness as she said “you’re wishing you were with them right now aren’t. Hesitating she reached out to touch me, then she pulled her hand away and said "you had better not tell anyone", suddenly she took hold of my cock in her hand and began to wank me, it did'nt feel wrong just slightly odd that this was the woman who brought me into the world and now here i was being touched intimately by her. Slowly she started wanking me, occasionally building up her speed before swapping hands and starting again, i asked in an awkward, nervous voice if i could touch her, she. Leah looked over her shoulder, smiled and said, "I'm used to the heat – summertime archeological digs in the Southwest. Besides, I'm half-Native American." Ute, not Apache. The Ute reside in colder climates." I'll survive," she said.She did, better than I. By the time we returned to blessed air-conditioning, my shirt was soaked with sweat. I excused myself, and in my bedroom, removed my shirt, wiped my torso with a damp washcloth, spritzed some deodorant under my arms, and put on a clean, dry.