We continued looking at possible culprits of the issue for an hour or so, my hand still on her leg at times as she maneuvered the mouse around on the ...creen. Then I said we need a break. Simone agreed and said that she had an email that she thought I would like. She opened up her personal email, and up came a photo of a young woman in a 69 position with an older guy. I told her I did enjoy that photo, but that she was much more beautiful and sexy than the girl in the photo and the guy was. "Oh, yeah," he said, "the great American male fantasy. It can be good, but it usually isn't everything you imagine it will be." He didn't expand on that so I didn't reply. He peeked at the underside of the steaks and moved them around without turning them over."Shirley's brother -- Marie's dad -- and his wife used to be our main partners when we swapped. That Wendy is something else! She doesn't have very big tits but she can sure give a hell of a blow job." His eyes were seeing memories while. Gas may have been keeping the car running but I was being powered by the caffeine of energy drinks. But what goes in must eventually come out and my bladder had been telling me for some time it needed relief. I had considered just pulling over and doing the deed on the side of the road but there were two problems with that. One was I had been warned by a local at my last gas stop that this stretch attracted a great many rattlesnakes at night who liked to warm their bellies on the pavement.. Except for the initial thrust there was no pain. Three of four strokes later, I could feel his balls flopping against my naked butt. I didn’t think it could be possible it to feel any better, when I felt the palm of his hand …smack… pop against the cheeks of my naked butt. It stung with a combination of pain and bittersweet pleasure. I moaned with pleasure as his cock pumped in and out of my ass hole, and his palm …smack… continued to crash …smack… against my tingling …smack… butt cheeks. It.