I couldn’t resist stroking his wonderful bare, lightly hair chest. And then kissing every spot where my hands had just touched on his magnificently ...uscled chest. Vince kissed my mouth, the side of my neck, my shoulders, my armpits, all the way around the circles of both of my breasts, in my cleavage, on my areoles, and finally he kissed my nipples, before sucking first one and then the other nipple into his mouth. He squeezed my breasts together, one end of his tongue licking one nipple while. “It’s--nice,” I said. “How far are you in?”“Uhm, just at the first joint. Just the tip, you know?”“That’s fine,” he said, very quietly. “Now go ahead and slide your finger in to the next joint.” I did as he suggested. It went in so smooth. Like it was being sucked inside by this hot puckered mouth. A mouth I’d never opened before, till now. Damn. I felt like I was really accomplishing something. I started to giggle uncontrollably. It was so strange, like I felt so naughty but also like I was. I had relentlessly teased her before marriage having her playfully tied to the bed…spread eagle bound on her back with pillows under the small of her back raising her up. It was a perfect way to relentlessly give her oral attention leading to squirting orgasms not to mention a way to begin training her to take anal. She did start taking anal before we were married but it wasn’t by me – it was by a nicely endowed black man who was also a tranny and who I’d been having an affair with for two. If she didn't like the place I took her, we would leave with no argument from me. I drove to the end of the runway and parked the Ranchero. I took a blanket from the space behind the seat and spread in over the trucks back deck. We leaned against the cab as I tried to explain why we were here. I did my best to explain what a giant jet plane taking off just over your head was like when the car began to shake under the blast of huge jet engines.Barbras eyes went wide and she grasped my arm in.