Angela’s pubic mound was visible since she had opted not to wear any knickers and I could see her labia clearly through the light blonde fuzz of her...pubic hair. She told me her husband was at a meeting at the depot and wouldn’t be back for hours. I knew Peter was with his girlfriend and would probably be staying there overnight too. It was a risky situation to say the least but I was desperate to experience my mature lover’s ample charms once again. Angela sat in an armchair and coolly hooked. If the glares were as dangerous an knives ... I’d have been flayed alive. Instead ... Karen slammed on the brakes and said, “Comments like that cause sore feet.”“I wasn’t talking about you and Wendy ... it’s the OTHERS.”WhoBoy Howdy ... serious mistake.Suddenly Wendy said, “Pull into that gas station, Karen.”Wendy dashed in waving a dollar.“You didn’t.”You know ... same as it ever was. Punishment for opening my big mouth.One would think there would be a direct route from the airport to Soldier. After about fifteen minutes, he had dressed and went to the kitchen to help himself to some breakfast. He saw Cassie at the table, wearing his T-shirt and a pair of old denim shorts that were stretched taut across her thighs. She was frowning into her plate of toast, and he wished he knew what she was thinking about. He realized she was skittish, and he had to tread carefully around her. He knew that with Cassie, flirting wouldn’t work, but blatant seduction might. He smiled inwardly and sat. She raised up just long enough to tell me again, “Guy, I’m not protected.““Do you want me to stop?”“NO! Fuck me like you’re mad at me - just don’t come inside me. I mean, not yet anyway. I’m not ready for that - but since you and Rachel walked inside my home this evening, I’ve thought about you and me making love, and what would I do - if we did.”“Naomi, I’m on birth control, and I love the feel of Guy letting his cum go deep inside my pussy. We’ve fucked each other enough, that now, we try to.