He had also turned the AC up in an attempt to stay awake, which was good, because I'm pretty sure the back seat was starting to reek of sex.Convinced ...hings were all clear, I turned back to the mission at hand. With my right hand still in the same place as before, I gently folded her skirt up with my other to get a full view. It was a sight to behold. So much so that it took all of my strength to keep myself from burying my face in it. I wanted to taste it so bad, so I did the next best thing:. "The matter-of-fact way the Ranger made his statement was disarming. I could feel the heat rising up my neck. I could hear the tittering of the women in the room, but at least they had the decency to cover their mouths to hide their actions. I looked around the room and noticed that most of them were participating in the jocularity of the situation. One exception to this was the Ranger. He just stood there, his hand casually resting on the butt of his revolver and a blank expression on his. ’ Brian undid his seat belt and leapt eagerly out of the car, keen to stretch his legs after an eighty-mile journey which, as usual, had taken an hour and a half, most of it on the motorway. He was also keen to escape close confinement with his wife who’d been farting solidly for almost an hour. She’d refused to take a toilet stop, perhaps understandably, at the rather grotty service station where he hoped she’d unburden herself since being in such extreme proximity to a smelly, flatulating. I didn’t ask if they were sure this was what they wanted. I knew it was.We made love to each other, feeling, fondling, a kiss here, a kiss there, sucking and nibbling here and there. Fingers where and when it counted and strap on when they wanted. The room was filled with the sounds of pleasure, I was sure the agents could hear if they were downstairs.When we were all satisfied at least twice, Marcy was first with her legs spread wide. I inserted the speculum and inserted the tip of the.