And Hilde had almost unbuttoned her blouse as they kissed, which encouraged Martin to free her breasts from the constraint of the bra. There was no pr...test. As she twisted in and pressed her bared tits into his – at first – tentative grasp, she moaned a throaty, “Yes! Yes! Touch me!” into his mouth.Glancing down, Martin saw that her skirt had slipped up on her thighs. She saw him looking. When he reached for her knee, her thighs unhesitatingly parted, inviting his hand to glide up the velvety. I shampoo'd and washed up. I grabbed my enema kit and used it. I really do enjoy giving myself an enema. I usually fill my bum full of water and try to hold it as long as possible and then letting it gush out. Feeling clean, I grabbed my new black dildo. It was about 8" long and 2" thick, but also had a suction cup at one end of it so I could stick it to the wall. I was already on all fours so I reached under my body and but up to finger my clean asshole. Feeling my finger inside me, I imagined. The snow was coming down harder and visibility was getting bad. John told me there was a truck stop coming up and asked if I would join him for coffee there and wait to see if the storm let up. I pulled into the truck stop and got a booth. A few minutes later this gorgeous looking, tall muscular black man walked in and was looking around. I thought to my self, could this be John, the man I had been talking to? I raised my arm up and got his attention. He walked over to me with a big smile on. No, me on top. Until we’re on the hardwood floor, me braced against the bed. I bite through the sheets to the mattress as he freezes, fingers brushing the tops of my thighs, and expands minutely inside me. It only lasts a second before he’s coming, reaching around, rubbing my clit so hard it sends me into another orgasm. I’m going to miss this—him. Desperately. ‘You’re going to take a chunk out of that mattress,’ he laughs hoarsely. I open my mouth only to groan as he moves behind me,.