I wanted a night off from some of the tension associated with having invited visitors to meet us.We stopped, that night, well off the Interstate near ...est Point, New York, along the Hudson River. We stopped in a rural area, hid the RV as best we could behind a service station nestled into the side of the steep bank above the great river, and took the night off from radio calls.If there was anyone out there alive, even someone who'd heard my radio broadcasts, they had no way to know where we. I quickly dropped my pants, tucked myself in behind her, looked back over my shoulder one last time at Larry, who nodded in approval and proceeded to slide my cock into her tight little pussy. Poor April was trying so hard to be silent, and as I began to fuck her she kept whispering for me to do the same, but I went full steam ahead and began to rapidly fuck her pussy. The flimsy kitchen table almost immediately began to creak with every stroke, It was almost comical. I kept this pace going. As the years went by, my resentment of Angie slowly turned to pure hatred. I could tell by her actions toward me that she hated me as much as I despised her. The situation got progressively worse. One Saturday morning I woke up and walked into the living room wearing only my boxers, knowing that Dad,Angie,and Patsy were going to the beach. I was surprised to find Angie watching TV and I said " I thought you were going to the beach " . She said that she didn't feel well and told them to go on. She went inside & changed into her rose pink silky transparent gown, that could hardly hide her lingerie & her voluptuous figure. This was the first time ever she gave me a +ve gesture.I was now in full mood to launch but was controlling the devil inside for the right time.She came & sat beside me with the last pint left & was hardly in her senses. She drove her fingers across my cheeks, lips, followed by chin & the chest to arouse me. I could feel she was getting high & losing her senses.Maybe.