.. and I have to admit I enjoy it when other men "appreciate" her body like you were doing." She is something to look at... you are a lucky man to sha...e a bed with her. You sound pretty open about it." "I guess we are, oh by the way the name is Dave,... my wife Carol... we are bound for Jamaica for a week of fun."I noticed Carol making eye contact with the hot looking attendant again, it was obvious that the attendant kept circling by our seats. Carol leaned over and whispered in my ear,"I. Those beautiful boobs were level with my face and I reached behind her back and pulled her to me. My lips found a nipple and I flicked it with my tongue, then sucked on it felling it stiffen. I nibbled gently and she groaned, her head flung back. I slid my hands back down to her firm arse, feeling her clench at my touch. She pressed her body against me and it was easy for my fingers to find their target again as, with two fingers this time, I entered her hot, wet cavern. She was grinding. “Dang it,” I hissed. “Almost had it. You should be able to reach it from your side now,” I told her as I started to get out from under the car. “Be careful, the exhaust pipe hangers are near there somewhere under that side of the car.”As I expected she moved under the part I saw sticking down. It tore through her shirt and tank without her even noticing it. While the front part of it was mostly rounded off, it had ragged edges that made it look a bit like the barbs on a fish hook. When she. "Ready!" Rita called from the mixing booth."Okay, Robin, you're on! Hit it, Rita!"The opening notes of Pat Benatar's song "We Belong" floated through the speakers. I jumped in at Mel's signal and almost stopped in shock.Pat Benatar, as any fan knows, is a trained OPERA singer, in the soprano range. I didn't have her training, but I obviously had her range. I finished the song and Mel said, "Wow. If I'd known you'd get THAT out if it, I'd have made you a girl a long time ago!" She grinned,.