It would rise, showing as a moving lump under the cloth. It would peek over the top, Seeming to look around. It would pull her away from the table the... dance along the top of the cloth. It would dive, and she would look surprised. Lowering the cloth, it would appear nestled between her breasts.Other antics would include an attempt at her privates, and pulling her toward a good looking girl in the front row (or second row, as needed). She would bring it back to the table, and command it back. So that now her bigass just hung off the edge of the sofa. With her knees pushed back and her feet on my shoulders. I parted those meaty cutains again and began sucking on her still moist muff. Gushes of air shot into my mouth a few times and I chuckled! She giggled and said, "My pussy is talking to you, Baby!! "It likes youuu-oooooohhhh!" she trailed off as I French-kissed her pussy like it her mouth! My tongue danced around on her clit and burrowed into her pussy. Wet, sloshy, sounds came. ” I really didn’t expect any responses, but that ad was the beginning to a very sexually active time in life.Rough RidingIt was Saturday and I had planned on going on a March of Dines Charity ride today and I got the Email. The mail asked if was still looking? from the Advert? I messaged back yeah when and where? The next message was 7 pm tonight in Charming? I messaged back sure I could make it, where was good? The next text had a picture attached and an address. I sent her a picture of me on. With a nurse with mom till Friday June 10 till 8 am it give me 21 hours to do as I like. problem was I was short of cash till Friday 2 pm, so renting a room was out of it, them I remembered the camp site. Within ten minutes I was pack and ready to go and before long I was on my way to Long Bay Beach. One mile of pure beach in a nice cosy bay. With half a mile nothing but nature with only 2 roads in. One to the swamp for the Rangers, the other to the beach for the surfers and nature.