They brought me home from the hospital in Mabel, so I can honestly say I’ve been riding in her all my life. My earliest memory of this car was the e...citement of visiting Gramps and him driving us around in her. The thrill has never faded.Tonight, I got to sit in the front seat beside Dad since it was my birthday celebration, and I loved every minute of it. The growl of the engine, the feel and smell of the sprung leather seats, the panelling, even the old-fashioned dials – it’s all awesome.Now. I suggested to hubby that we hire a pedolo and go explore the bay and he readily agreed. The pedolo hire was right on the beach, and was managed by two Spanish guys in jeans and teeshirts. Despite my previous antics, I think hubby was still taken aback slightly when I packed all my clothes, including my bikini top, into the beach bag and started walking over to the pedolo place; still topless in tiny bikini bottoms.I approached the two guys, smiled and asked to hire a pedolo. He looked very. It certainly was small when you were flaccid, but ... but it's huge now, definitely bigger than Michael's ..."I ran out of words, as I just lost control of my body, climbing on top of him, and guiding his massive cock into my cunt, though I was so wet it really didn't need any guiding."God, Tony. Just fuck Mommy, please. Please! God, you feel so big inside me. I love your cock, and I love you son. Aagh ... fuck Mommy's cunt."I think I must have kept going in that vein, though all of my. .. so ... it’s dead.Alan ... the spy ... picked the cart like it was nothing and I suppose, for an adult ... it was light. Although Surprise can’t do it.With the right lever and a fulcrum I can change a tire on it. That left me huffing but I did it. ‘Righty tighty. Lefty Lucy.’When Alan picked up the box with the remainder of the bombs I suggested he not throw it around. “That’s the explosives ... and they are homemade ... I wouldn’t throw it,” I said.Yeah ... I know ... four year old little.