"Fantasies," he thought. "There's nothing wrong with fantasies!" Tomorrow," Bonnie thought as she drove past the gas station. "Greg will be back tomor...ow!"She couldn't help thinking that this had been one of the longest weeks of her life. Between looking forward to seeing Greg again, along with her husband's big inspection and all that went with it, besides the problems with Sandy, she thought it was worse than waiting for Christmas back when she was a little girl!Bonnie was actually relieved. She held her dress down with her spare hand to prevent any views up to her bare pussy while Rob continued touching her legs. The guys at the nearby table would check them out as they could also see a full breast at the top of her dress and were hoping for a bit more of a show down below. As the drinks kicked in Jan soon forgot about holding her dress. Rob was getting a bit more enthusiastic with his touching and soon had managed to coax her dress up her thighs to reveal a small tuft of. It straightened, stiffened and looked almost ready for lift-off.She looked at my cock quizically and said, "What? I thought you said..." I don't understand," I said. "This never happens."She alertly brushed my balls with the tip of a fingernail. She brought that fingernail up along the tender underside of my cock. Suddenly there he was: Sir Galahad! If I do say so myself, it looked enormous. The long thick pink pipe of a shaft was adorned with hundreds of little squirming blue veins. There was. She works down his arms and does the mouth play with his fingers which makes him sigh more and more as she sucks them one by one. Then down his back pressing against each side, some individually and then some at the same time, finding the right places to allow him to release his tension.And then his ass. She takes so much time pressing, rubbing, squeezing it to give him enjoyment. And then her fingers sneak to his asshole and enter him, pressing against his sides. She wonders if she should.