Ben was sitting at the table, reading the paper and sipping some coffee. “Good morning, Ben,” I stated and I headed to the coffee pot. Ben looked...up from his paper, and noticing that I was still naked said, “Wow! Do you ever put clothes on?” After taking my first sip I replied, “Not if I can help it. But I do need to take a shower and clean up.” “So what is on the agenda today?” Ben asked, then added, “I’m feeling quite randy this morning.” I noticed, as I listened to Ben, that he seemed. .”“Different “good,” or different “bad?”” Wallace asked.“Certainly not “bad,”” I said, “but definitely not as good as it usually is when you make love to me. You FUCKED me just now, and I have to say that I prefer you to make love to me.”“Would you like me to do it again sometime?”“Not anytime, soon, that’s for sure,” I said, “It wouldn’t bother me if we never did it again, but if it turns you on, I wouldn’t mind it on occasion.”“That doesn’t sound like a ringing endorsement,” he said, “so I. "Anything ... yawn ... down there?"Half turning, he saw Hannah sitting up. One hand held his coat up over her front, then with a tired laugh she let it fall. Her largish breasts, hanging down a bit, said good morning to him. Anthony raised his eyes to hers."You doing OK?" Yeah ... thanks." With a grunt, she pushed herself to her feet. In the daylight, with thoughts of seduction long gone, he still admired her grace of movement. Hannah hesitated for a moment, perhaps seeing him for the first. He's young, can't be more than 24 or 25. And his eyes are glued to the fun we're having. I smile at him, and he smiles back."Someone's watching us." I whisper quietly to you. I feel you grow somehow even harder inside me, and I flick my eyes towards the passenger. I see you look up at him, then feel a draft as you pull the back of my skirt up and let him see my ass. You then drop my skirt, and slip your hand under the front of my dress to massage my clit. Within seconds, I can't help but cum,.