" Don and Louise were an exciting novelty to Tad. They were adults, and sensible, and well-established. But they were also a little bit exotic: Rebels...It was very early on Friday evening and Tad and I were in the car, on our way to Don and Louise's place. We had our little overnight bag packed, having accepted their offer to spend the night, and needing the bag anyway for my little collection of flimsies. Tad had even bought me a new "outfit" for purposes of the preliminary photographic. Jerry soon became a common sight walking the fields, a rifle tucked under his arm and his cap shading his eyes, a brace or more of rabbits hanging over his shoulders.On his seventeenth birthday Dave received a second-hand car, an old Ford Escort. Dave quickly passed his test and then proudly drove around the villages showing off his prize possession.Jerry persuaded a local farmer to give him an old, rusty and broken-down Land Rover. The farmer, chuckling to himself for, finally, managing to get. His fingers curl in her hair and pulls her head from his cock. Her smoldering eyes look into his cool and lustful ones and understand what he wants. She is all too eager to oblige despite the shrill alarm from her protected self.She climbs out of the car but leaves the passenger side open. Panting heavily, she leans over and lays her head and arms against the seat, thrusting her ass into the air. She whimpers as her helpless pussy both buzzes with desire and prickles at the cold.A shadow passes. . passion. Maybe even love. We made love with our eyes.“I think we’ve got everything we can get for now,” Kendra said. “You two were awesome.”I relaxed and started to pull away, but Mavis pulled me down until I was pressed against her. I could feel her breasts against my bare chest and smell the scent of her shampoo. I was getting a little dizzy.“Thank you, Artie,” she whispered in my ear. “I loved being with you like this.” She kissed me on the cheek and pushed me away so she could roll off.