I can see that my wife is a little upset at leaving our son for a little over a week but that she is looking forward to the time to relax as well. I ...tart to talk to her and get her to laugh a little as we get out of town. I have her laughing quite a bit and I reach over to put my hand on her thigh. It feels perfect there, the warmth of her body radiating against my hand. I give her thigh a little squeeze and start to rub it a little. I cant help but notice the higher up I am on her thigh the. I reached into my purse and grabbed my cell phone, flipping it up and turning it on, all the while sending forth prayers that I would find a signal. Not a single bar showed on the screen and when I tried to dial out, I didn't even get a recording.The rain beat down on the roof of my car, sounding louder and louder as I sat and tried to figure out what to do. Sitting in the car was getting damned uncomfortable. The seat belt was holding me in place, but it was also biting into my skin. I knew. She stroked my hair and made soft mewing sounds and I allowed my hands to roam freely over her back and buttocks, all the while sucking those beautiful nipples or licking the porcelain flesh around them. Somewhat abruptly, my Lady pushed me away from her breast and bade me loosen her gown. I unhooked the fastenings and she allowed me to hold it so she might step from it. Her breasts were already naked of course but beneath the dress she wore three petticoats which I untied at their waist and. "Can you take care of this for me?" he smiled. "Got someplace I could leave it for awhile, maybe till the swelling goes down?"She'd never felt so wanton in her entire life and she realized she really liked it. She pushed him over on his back and straddled his body. Her pussy was still wet with both their juices and although he slid easily inside, it was sore from so much fucking. However, when he held her hips and began pumping her deeply, her discomfort quickly turned to pleasure.After this.