Her tunnel was a little shorter than my cock and I was occasionally banging against her cervix, but she never flinched, I doubt she even noticed. I di...n't climax. She did, twice! I was still rampant. I eased myself out of her, ran to Granny's room across the hall, shoved her on the bed, pulled her dress up, got between her thighs and entered her in one sustained thrust and commenced to fuck her, and fuck her, and fuck her until finally, we came, together.Later, freshly showered, we had lunch.. "Oh my god, this is making you horny!" She exclaimed in a surprised voice. "Let me take a shower and then you can do what you want." She added. With one hand stroking my cock and the other fingering my wife's cum filled pussy I said to her, "I want to hear the whole story, in detail before we do anything, then I want to fuck your sloppy, cum filled pussy." "You are such a pervert." Was my wife's reply.I pulled my fingers from her pussy and used the cum on my hand to stroke my cock and to lube. "If it looks as good as it does on paper and you can negotiate a good deal then you will have to rename it Varna." She sniffed. "Slexi Moon? I ask you who thought up that name? It needs to be Predator or Destroyer or something like that." I'm sure I heard somewhere that renaming a ship was bad luck, Sisanna. Besides, I quite like it." Varna turned away from the taxi window and Sisanna raised an eyebrow at her. Varna shrugged then returned to looking out of the window.The broker's yard soon came. "I'm going to get myself some coffee to go, do you want anything to drink?"Can you get me a coke?" No problem"Soon I was back; we climbed into the cab, started her up and headed back onto the Interstate. We would stop for breakfast just outside of Clinton, Oklahoma. At 5:30 in the morning, there was almost no traffic, other than the occasional eighteen-wheeler. If I had been by myself, I'd have been on the CB talking with my fellow truckers; but with Billy here, I had tuned to channel 19,.