My left hand massaged her heavy, firm breast with her swollen, pink nipple pinched firmly between my fingers. My right hand was spread across her quiv...ring belly with two fingers opening her pussy to stroke her clitoris as the rumbling, lurching bus fucked and pumped my cock deep into her belly on its way down the beach road. The blond, watching all this, wrapped her leg more firmly around mine and moaned as the beach bus swayed and jiggled. Pandemonium broke loose as the bus hit an enormous. We had a pool and he wanted them to hang out there tonight and maybe do some swimming, etc. I knew that he was going to be sucking dick but I wanted to join them so I asked him if I could. He said it was fine and he was going to ask me anyway so NOW I felt better!The guys arrived around 8 that night and they were all around my dad's age. They were both really cool and after about an hour of bullshit talk, dad asked them if they wanted to go skinny dipping. One of them looked at me and asked if. The only thing she might have found less than perfect about him was the wedding band he wore on the third finger of his left hand. As far as she was concerned, a romantic relationship with a married man, even a good one such as Hank, was a waste of time and effort and could only end in disappointment for her. However, things changed for her one Wednesday morning. Hank stayed a few minutes after his companions had left and, while she was clearing the booth, he asked her out to dinner on Friday. ’ ‘No offence,’ said Len, ‘and I must admit that after you’ve seen the same film three or four times it does tend to loose its’ thrill.’ He went on. ‘I suppose the ones that do it for me are older people, the more mature the better, and they must be homemade or amateur. I can’t stand professional models who are quite obviously acting. All that “Oohh-ing” and “Aahh-ing” when you know full well it’s not real.’‘That’s the sort I go for and I’ve got a few you’d be welcome to borrow sometime if.