"You have a G spot, or, more correctly, a P spot...in your bum. I've been reading about it and it sounds interesting", she continued. I opened my eye... to see her eyes twinkling mischievously as she smiled at me. Her smile always melted away any negative thoughts I had, and I instinctively knew we would be discovering my P spot together, eventually. Over the next few days, I surfed the internet for P spot information, and was becoming quite curious. In the almost 2 years since our affair. No noise, so we were ready. I handed John the .308 case while I shouldered the fifty and we both looked at the Marshal. He said, "Okay, let's go."Out in the hallway, one of the fatigues from yesterday was there and led us to a cart that drove us through a tunnel, and ended up in the hangar where my Learjet was. It was good to see it. It didn't look as if anyone had touched the plane since I parked it.There was a strange Huey over by the doors that was making a whooshing noise. There was a. My lovely husband was also away on his own business trip; so nobody would miss me at home. I was feeling horny in these days, since Victor had not fucked me too much as I deserved. My bulls had not been available either.So, I hit the road and two days later I was just coming back home.I was feeling hornier than ever, thinking in a good cock to enjoy.I knew that rest areas or gas stations would be the right place to find a horny trucker, especially if he was needing his cock serviced.The trip. You outdid yourself last night." I have three very important women in my life for the first time in years. I hope I'm up to it. Go on."Jennifer said, "If you were 20, we'd all want you to be 'up' to it every day, but to respect your age, we would like to share you for a week. She paused and twirled her hair, "Uhm, we thought we'd rotate, but Brianna really made her case last night. Rachel hasn't had a good one since she left." Brianna is a lovely woman." Would it be okay if Rachel slept with.