He was doing awesome job…I was njoying alot….Gain in pain ka maja le rahi thi….Bahut maja aa rha tha…Jee kar raha to bas karta jayr…Kabhi bh... na ruke….5-6 min baad usne position change karni chahi…To mai ghodi ban gayi….Usne piche se under dla….Aur tez dhakke lagne lage…Aaahh aaahh hhhhmm aaaahhh aaaahh aaaahhh hhhmm aaaahhh aahh aahh….Piche se dhakke khane me bahug maza aane laga….Mai jhad gayi…Par uske dhakke rukne ka naam nahi le rahe the….Bich bich me mere boobs ki malish ho rahi thi….Maja. None!We were early, well, we had had to travel a hundred miles to get here. We had seats in the mainGallery, on the far right side. We were gabbing about nothing much when I felt a tap on my shoulder.“Ronald!” I said.“Hi Dad,” he said. “I’m supposed to invite you to move over to where the family is sitting. Dad has saved seats for you guys.”“Is your mom over there?” I said.“Well yes,” he said.“We’ll be staying here, Ron, but tell your Dad thanks for the invite,” I said.“Huh? Okay,” he said.He. During the ebb and flow of the conversation Cindy tantalizingly crossed and uncrossed her legs several times, allowing her dress to rise even higher on her legs. I watched as Mike's thoughts seemed to rise in excitement and anticipation of a torrid fuckfest. As we finished our first drinks, Cindy asked, "Mike, would you like another Bourbon?" Mike seemed to hesitate, perhaps anxious to get on to the main event of the evening. "Ah, well, I ... I don't know," he stammered. Cindy's legs parted. Closing her eyes, Bill proceed on to blink herselfinto an outfit that consisted of a lightweight black leather jacket, awhite turtleneck sweater, a pair of skintight designer jeans, and ofcourse those magical high heels of hers.Feeling as if everyone in the neighborhood was watching her, Bill roderoughshod over her inhibitions as she endeavored to casually saunter outto the curb where her pickup was parked. Climbing in behind the wheel,she adjusted both the front seat and the rearview mirror in.