‘Laurel stand.’ Even I spotted the reluctance within her to obey. Mandy took one arm and I took the other and between us we walked Laurel out of t...e cabin and sat her on the chair on the porch. It was a conversation we all knew needed to be aired, the problem was it had also turned into one of those ‘when is the right moment’ conversations as well. Laurel and Mandy sat holding hands as I talked about Beth and including her in our group only to find that the real reason for her agreeing was her. This customer pulled into the shop with a 1961 Chevrolet Impala SS 409. White, with red bench seats front and rear with the big Impala insignias emblazoned in chrome. You know the car. The one the Beach Boys sang about, "She's real fine, my 409." Yea, that car.I started a conversation with the owner as soon as I got done staring. The owner was an older gentleman. I kept thinking what an old guy would want with a car like that, but looking back, the guy was probably 20 years younger than I am. Moist, juicy, absorbing. My god, what a pussy. When I was all the way in I got the sloppiest French kiss I think I ever had. Her hips where bucking up and down with my cock buried in her. We moved together. I wasn't really sliding out as much as moving inside of her pussy. We both seemed to want each other so bad. I just wanted to have my cock buried inside her womb. Finally I had my hands under her shoulders and she had her legs locked behind my ass with both hands pulling me in. We weren't. Suddenly, he grabbed my head & pushed my face towards his dick & begged me to suck his dick. My lips were touching the tip of his cock & I never wanted to get that dick in my mouth as I wasn’t gay.He understood this & asked me to come in a 69 position. I was on top of him. Facing my dick at his face & his dick at my face.He took my whole dick inside his mouth & started jerking quickly with his both hands. My god, he definitely knew that how to handle such a big cock like a pro.I didn’t know.