Suddenly it was my turn to turn red. She laughed and said, “We will make the stop quick because I guess it is no secret that we both need to get to...our spouses quickly!!”We laughed and to be honest, that thought as much as anything caused my excitement to die down a little. My wife is on the heavy side these days, and while I love her big tits and still enjoy sex with her, it has become routine, uneventful and uninspired. Since she entered menopause it has seemed she could easily live. I had done a satisfactory amount of fucking by the time I graduated high school, but never desired to prong the mothers of any of my friends, not even the mothers who looked like sluts. Jeez, the idea of fucking my mother, or even peeking up her dress, was as foreign, as evil, as the idea of fucking a nun!So even as I pulled back my leg from the unexpected arousal of Mom's wetness, I also pulled my chest back from her surprisingly sharp nipples. I mean, I had grown very accustomed to and. I closed my eyes and prayed to my patron saints and Jesus Himself for help. ‘Hey kid,’ I heard a man call. ‘Hey, is that your car back up the road?’ I opened my eyes and saw a truck by the side of the road, its owner standing in front. The mist had disappeared. ‘Yes,’ I answered, swallowing my fear. ‘I ran out of gas.’ ‘Let me bring you to the gas station,’ he kindly offered. I didn’t need a second invitation. I rushed up to the vehicle and hoped inside. I closed the door quickly, without. They were pretty good. One of them, a tall black guy, named Brian used the gym. They bumped into each other a few times. After swimming a mile, she was in the Jacuzzi when Brian came in wearing a pair of baggy swim shorts. He slid into the Jacuzzi. They chatted for a while then he went to swim. Adele stared at his muscular frame, all shiny as he swam. Naughty thoughts started to fill her mind. Looking around, she got up and went into the sauna. Sitting on the middle level with the heat.