“Don’t you like my tits?” Her grin was nearly as wide as mine.“You know I do and you have my eternal gratitude for sharing them with me, but w... have a duty to rescue Mrs. Andrews now. Could I get a rain check on that show?”“Any time at all, Grandpa.” She reluctantly pulled her t-shirt over her head, but left the bra off. At least I might get some of the blood back in my brain.“I was just thinking that there might be a way to get the bus pulled up”.“We already tried it. The tires on the truck. . . you have ever seen . . . am I right?” he asks, beginning to wank on his shaft. Without answering . . . I realize I am thoroughly mesmerized as he adjusts his cock and soon displays its full length to my wild eyes. I just nod my head as I begin to fully inspect this man’s very stiff cock. “Picture time . . . once again,” he says. “Get on your knees in front of me, right now,” he orders. Without hesitation I follow his command and as I adjust myself to a kneeling position directly in front of. As he got to his seat in the back there was an attractive blonde woman probably in her early fifties sitting in the seat right next to him. As he sat down he couldn't help but notice her legs and right away noticed she was wearing nude hose. She had on a kind of short red and white flair dress . The dress was kind of short about 6 inches above her knee and he could see she had a nice pair of legs.He could tell she had had several drinks already as right away she was very friendly and. "That is certainly none of your business, MISTER Steel," she said, contempt lacing every word."What's with you?" If I want to converse with you, which I doubt, I'll let you know." She sniffed, walking away. He glared after her in confusion.Mandy tromped off into the bushes, her hands deep in the pockets of her knee length pink pants. Her bikini top was slightly too small for her perfect breasts, but then, all her tops were slightly too small. She glared around her, still upset by last night,.