Sometimes we bathed together and sometimes I gave him a hand job, a lot of times I offered one my friend's to fuck, but he always said he preferred me...so, I was cool about it and did my best.'Dan and I are going fishing this weekend, want to come'?Dan was daddy's friend from way back, I could remember when he used to stay over and he and mother had this thing going and the noise from mothers bedroom left me in no doubt, he had something that pleased her.Dan was married and rumor had it she was. All day at work it seemed like time was standing still. When 3:00 finally arrived, I hurried to the station. Maggie was already there waiting. She smiled, grabbed my hand and said, “Let’s go!” We ran to the train and as we did I could not help but watch her body move. She boarded the last car with me close behind. Reaching the last seat, she pulled me in next to her.She told me that she had seen me checking her out by looking out the window, while at the same time moving her hand up my thigh. " He replied, "There's an old cast iron hand pump on a well out there already. It's used for the stock." One more bullet dodged.We sat thinking about what was ahead of us while finishing our coffee.He said, "Let's go see if that old bastard truck wants to start."The battery had been pulled and set on a trickle charger. It was but the work of ten minutes or so to get it mounted. We checked the oil and radiator then buttoned it up and said a prayer. After hitting the glow plugs for about a minute. This time our fuck was slow, sensuous and loving, I wanted to savour each thrust in and every pull back out I made in Karens pussy. Very quickly Karen moved her legs so they were behind me holding me in place as we made love, not fucked, our mouths seeking out every recess of our faces and our tongues lapping and licking everywhere our mouths went. Soon after entering Karen I was penetrating her with my full length, and then pulling back until only the head stayed inside then thrusting deep.