Any kind of switcheroo to throw them off is good. Hell, we could stop and paint the fucking bus a different color, if we could find the time and priva...y to do so,” David commented on their options.“How hard would it be to get some paint, anyway? We find a secluded area as soon as possible, take just long enough to refuel and repaint, and then remove the tags,” Salome concurred.“I like how you think,” Jenny grinned now.“Once that happens, it will be a hell of a lot harder to track us down, don’t. . its ok dont worry. Anyway what do you think of my new underwear? By this time Id completely forgotten shed asked me to go in for something, and just wanted to get out as quick as possible.. I couldnt stay there for too long or shed notice me staring at her. Wow i like it – makes your boobs look great! youll have em gagging in that.. now turn around, let me see the back she replied. I twirled around like a ballerina, still in awe at how awesome she looked. Yeah that definitely looks good on. Or down... or what ever?" Because this is important, that's why. We have to talk... now!"Eyes closed, I rolled over and pushed myself to one elbow and paused, half sitting up. I was suddenly aware of my dick. It felt cool. Looking down I saw my cock, soft and lolling over my thigh. The air was drying the moisture on my shaft, cooling it off. I stared at it a moment, confused and with a start, embarrassed. My cock was wet because Jean had sucked it... had taken me in her mouth and sucked me off!. The best time is usually lunch when there are few people about as it’s a country pub, so I get to talk to the staff and pass the time. Now I am considered old against them, but they always listen, and good conversation is had by all. One wet lunchtime I arrived to find Lisa on her own. Now there are at least a good forty years between us, she is about 5’ 3” with dark shoulder-length hair which highlights the green shimmer from her eyes. She is obliged to wear a black dress for bar work, but.