She did have great legs and I always loved going down (or up) on them. She'd move into various positions and different places to give me the best view... and access to her wonderful legs. She'd also flex her arms and have me worship them as well. She wasn't at all a bodybuilder, but did have a good amount of very sexy muscle. She'd get me in various wrestling holds and tell me how easily she could snap my arm or bust a kneecap, depending on the position she had me in. After a while she'd take off. .. God, No! she cried to herself, No, that can't be! It can't! The voluptuous young wife pulled her knees up to her small heaving breasts, trying again to think of her husband, trying to rid herself of the unpleasant suspicions she knew in her heart must be untrue. Gradually the trembling woman grew quieter, the pounding in her breast lessened, and she began to let the rocking of the Vera lull her again into a more relaxed state. She lowered her knees, letting the tension flow out of them with. Steve wassoon dehydrated, but eventually he reached the turn off for SanAntonio, and headed down the slip road.He drove into downtown San Antonio, and found some parking where helocked his car. The events of the day, aren't exactly essential to thereader but Steve bought 4 different rotations of clothes, and somebottles of water. He also had lunch in an outside cafe area. At around4 pm, Steve returned to his car and loaded his items into the backseats of the car. He stuck the music back on, and. ‘I think there’s a dirt under your nip though.’ ‘Really?’ I pulled the boob upward and tried to look under. I was having difficulty to take a look. That’s new. ‘You can’t see? It’s right under your nip. Try rubbing it.’ ‘Oh I see what you’re doing, Enrico. You mean like this?’ I rubbed the skin under while biting my lip. I am so turned on. I placed my index and middle finger inside my mouth deliberately. When it was wet, I rubbed it around the nipple. ‘Is it still there?’ ‘Maybe you need to do.