He settled for a Chrysler Pacifica SUV instead. He drove it to the nearest used car lot that was not associated with a dealer. Nineteen minutes later,...he drove away with a six year-old Silverado and Clara followed him in the Pacifica to a Red Roof Inn, twenty-four miles to the (basically) west, on Rt. 27. They checked in, to the sounds of the semis roaring by on the highway, and unloaded the Pacifica into the rooms.“We have time to scout the site before we settle in for the night,” Clara. Playing with herself, her large breasts, those incredibly large dark areolas of hers with nipples fat and thick as she'd sat there pulling on one as he came in. So involved in his thoughts and the image, he hadn't heard the courtesy knock on his door."William? Everything all right?" He spun on his heels now facing Mellissa, and just managed to climb back into his chair, not daring to look, hoping that it wasn't too late already. Only then feeling and realizing the erection he now had. He could. Gonna make you feel it.”His voice is almost a growl now. Definitely not time for any more of my wisecracks.He leans forward, looming over me. I close my eyes, as I usually do when he starts getting serious about screwing me.I feel him rub a generous amount of lube on my opening, then he pushes a larger glob into me, following it immediately with a couple of slick fingers.I lean back and sigh, letting him open me. By the time his third and fourth fingers join the others, I can feel the. ” he moaned. ‘Oh yeah. I want you sweetheart.” I replied. As he guided me to his still very hard cock, I held my breath. I grabbed his cock and gently rubbed it against my wet and willing slit. I felt him penetrate my warm cave. I could feel his hips thrusting against me. My knees spread to either side of him. I began sliding myself up and down his hard cock. He felt so damn good. He was so warm and the smell of our mixed juices was intoxicating. As we both grunted and moaned, I could feel.