His hand went straight up the back of my skirt and groped my naked arse cheeks.He pulled away from my mouth, “How long have we got?” he asked, as ...e pulled my arse cheeks apart.“Until 5, but he’ll ring first.” I panted as I grabbed his cock through his shorts.“Let’s go upstairs, then,” he demanded, “I want to fuck you on that smug twat’s bed!”With that he grabbed my wrist, and pulled me towards the stairs.“What’s he done wrong to upset you?” I asked, puzzled.“You’ve seen the way he looks down. They sat, chatted laughed until while looking around Jason pointed out a trophy. Berta got up and while retrieving it, stretched reaching and her shift molded to her ass. Her pantie lines cut deep as her cheeks flexed tightening into round spheres. She sat, he said "71"? She grinned, "darn near 72"! Jason growled like a "Tiger"! She gave him a "lost" questioning look, he said "Tiger Growl"! Acting surprised, she slapped her hand over her mouth and screamed! "Jason!..No you didn't!..You didn't. I was feeling so good I ordered a bottle of champagne. I thought this had been one of the best days of my life, so why not?Rona and I had a great table right at the front with a superb view of the stage. We began to enjoy our champagne and waited for the concert to start. The musicians were an all-woman quartet, they consisted of two violins a cello and a piano. A little unorthodox but it was billed as different. All the women wore simple black cocktail dresses similar to the one Rona was. Your scent is turning me on.Your hands grip the edge of my truck bed to keep yourself upright. I tug your panties to the side and finally slip two fingers inside you.“You like that? That feel good?” I sigh.I slide in and out of you ease, exploring those wet folds and that tight, deep pussy of yours.“Mmmmm, yeah, baby. Ohh, fuck, right there...”Finally, I pull your panties off and toss them to the ground. You are sprawled on the bed of my truck, naked, and dripping with hot desire, when I plunge.