Ann Morrow relaxed back in the passenger seat and let her long golden hair flow out into the cool refreshing slip stream of the car. She felt complete...y relaxed and at ease for the first time in six months.She gazed over gratefully at Julia, the driver. She had been the one who had lifted this veil of self pity she had thrown around herself when Dave had left for fleet duty in Vietnam last January. This trip was going to be wonderful for her and Julia had convinced her she should forget. He was placing her feet over his shoulders. He was still wearing his sports shirt. They shared a lustful smile and he leaned forward, his cock sliding deeper into her in the process as he pressed his chest into her and kissed. Her knees pressed along side her body as they kissed, his hips moving to pull and thrust his cock through her clasping, wet, steamy sleeve.She gasped and moaned as his thrusts became more powerful, his cock slamming into the top of her pussy, deeper and deeper until she. Henry could see his half-hard cock and pubic hair. He also pulled down his pants which bundled up around his feet, and slid sideways next to the other man but in the head to toe position. As soon as he felt the man’s warm mouth around his cock, Henry let his partner’s rod slide down his mouth and throat. One could hear their breathing and the noise of lips coming together as a cock accidentally slipped out of a mouth. This was not the first time these two men had been in this position. They met. Now it was her turn to pause in admiration. She’d seen him without his shirt on before, and had lusted after his six-pack and well-toned muscles. He obviously worked-out just enough to keep himself in good shape, and what a shape it was. Yum, yum. She reached out and ran her hand over his abs, leaning over and kissing his neck, then down to his almost-hairless chest. She sucked at each of his nipples, feeling him shiver as she did so. She pushed him down onto the sofa, as his hands found her.