I had never been with an older guy before, he was like 34 or so. Maybe it was fate for me to be there and kill two birds with one stone. “Can I kiss...you?” Rob asked. “Yes,” I replied. Then we kissed once and it was a hell of a lot better than I thought it would be, I never really thought of him as a sexual person, he had just been my coach. “You have very soft lips and hands,” Rob said. “Thank you, and they know how to get rough when they need to as well,” I replied. Then I slowly got down on. I bought a used Ford F250 supercab that had been sideswiped, wiping out all the body panels on the passenger side and damned near tearing off the rear bumper. I bought it for 12,000 and had it fixed up for a total of less than half a new truck would cost. I had it painted an muddy dark brown that offended the hell out of the guy at the paint shop. I guess he thought that he was some sort of artist. Nope, sorry. My bucks, my call. It would go most anywhere an ATV would go.I took an elk that fall. She was shedding inhibitions as fast as her clit came out her labia.So far I was just the cameraman, but I was also the voyeur. And boy would I love to fuck her. Fully reclined with her eyes dreamily half closed, she started talking extremely dirty.“Robert, I really love my clit. It’s like a small cock in a way, don’t you think? And when I do this – rubbing her finger over the top - it makes me want to spurt.” As she said that a golden shower of piss arched across me.With three pints of lager. ‘Uh – uh, no,’ I stuttered. She smiled just little and she locked the door. I thought I was going to die as she undid the top button on her white shirt. Then the next. A little brown skin peeked out, and I feared I would explode in my pants as she moved to the third. I meant to sound firm and decisive, but when I opened my mouth all I could do was whisper, ‘This is probably… wrong or something.’ ‘You don’t have a girlfriend?’ she said, suddenly confident and sultry, and her hand was still.