Unsure of what to buy my wife asked the shop assistant without any embarrassment which was best for anal sex, the young girl looked embarrassed but ha...ded us the one she said her and her boyfriend use.We got back to the tent and my wife went and got changed in to some nicer underwear, we sat and waited and I could see my wife getting more and more turned on as it got closer to 10. I looked at her, goosebumps on her skin and her nipples erect. I took my cock out and told her I couldn't wait, I. She would come to big weekend events with her girlfriend who dated a good friend of mine and did not need a chaperon in her parents’ eyes.Fate visited me in repayment of my relationship with Mrs. G who delighted in teasing me by removing her stockings and garter belt in my presence. In my mind, sexy women would always be wearing silky stockings held up by straps connected to a belt or girdle. The sexier versions would have a seam up the rear of the stocking. However, some evil entity had told. The roads had deteriorated in the few minutes it took to get across town so much that we almost slid into the diner as we pulled in. That was closer than I'd planned for said the professor, as we relaxed after our little adventure. As we walked into the diner area a couple of truckers sitting near the window looked up at us, 'thought you fellas was gonna make a new door for a second there, said one of the men with a smirk.' Sorry bout that said Ardmore, tought we'd screwed the pooch there. Not that it was easy waiting there, any minute increased the chances of someone finding her clothes and figuring out she couldn’t have come far.The harsh winds made the small ledge seem smaller than she would have liked, sitting down wasn’t really an option and her whole room for movevent was reduced to maybe two square meters.But worst of all with the adrenaline rush subsiding she became incredibly horny again. Derek had already come – in fact she could still feel the cum dripping down on her.