Jake could feel himself building up under the relentless stroking of Mary's hand, her smooth skin rubbing up and down the length of his dick, he gaspe... and tried to hold on for a few more moments as it became evident that Ms. McPhillips was almost at the breaking point, her fingers were a blur as they worked over her crotch, her other hand now squeezing her breast hard, pausing occasionally rub her palm across her nipple, her hand indenting the supple skin of her fantastic tits. Her breathing. The town at the other end of the lake had lot going on. A parade at 11am, a kids talent show at 3 pm a band concert At 7pm fowled by the fireworks . On the forth I got en early start and went out the carriage house I had decidedTo take an antique car for the parade the 1962 Imperial convertible.I pulled it out gave it a quick wash then put the top down .I was touching up whitewalls when I heard Kris behind me.“what a nice shade of red , and are those red leather seats?" . I started rubbing the oil on her beautiful perky tits. While I rubbed them, her hand had made it up the leg of my shorts and she had her hand wrapped around my throbbing cock. After a few minutes of the rubbing, she couldn’t take anymore. She said, “Stand up and pull down your shorts.” I stood up and when I dropped my shorts, my thick cock sprang out. She took it in her hand and pulled me to her, wrapping her lips around the head. She ran her tongue around the head of it making it jump. Then. Roger’s sighs increased and became interspersed with moans of approval. Within seconds, I had sucked his head into my mouth and began sucking his cock with my eager mouth; I stroked the length of his shaft as I was sucking his cock. I began caressing his testicles with my fingers as I swallowed the length of his cock into my mouth.“Yes!” Roger gasped. “Your mouth feels SO GOOD, Meg,” he continued. “That’s it. Suck it, good girl.”After a few minutes, it was readily apparent that Roger was.