I would have been perfectly happy to be back out on the road, when she pulled into town.I was wrong in what I thought. "Your buddy Gypsy won't be back...for a couple of more days. They are having some paper work glitches, so we are all on hold. They did find her husband though. I should say they found what the catfish left of him," Simpson said. He caught me in the hallway of the Sheriff's station." Well that's fine, but I'm pretty sure I'm all finished with all the Allens," I said with a smile.. I should say that I'm not really a submissive, but was willing to adjust and compromise for her and she made it very exciting. Typically she'd be wearing denim cutoffs, leather shorts or army shorts, a tank top, black combat boots (which made her noticeably taller than me - she was already about an inch taller than me barefoot), white tube socks scrunched down to the top of her boots and fingerless black leather gloves. Sometimes she'd wear a baseball cap. I'd never know where she was hiding.. As did Amy, much to their disappointment. "Your turn now," they said. "Thirty seconds each?" I asked, laughing. " No way," was the response. With that I suggested we take it to one of the bedrooms. "You coming?" I asked Amy. "OK, but please don't tell anyone about this," she begged. We all agreed and away we went.Once in the bedroom, all remaining clothes came off. Even Amy was there naked, with a truly awesome body. I was quite jealous. The boys climbed on the bed next to each other and I went. As we neared her house she asked me to pull over to the side of the street and turn off the car. She started to unbuckle herself and began playing with her clothes, little did I know what was going to come.She than pulled me over and our lips touched and rite there I knew what she wanted. At first I didn't do much since my car is fairly small. I just moved my hands down her back and cupped that nice big ass of hers. Then she started pulling off her shirt to show those nice perky tits and when.