His accent got me horny and that was all the invitation I needed. I reached down and let my hand snake up his thigh until I found his manhood. Yes! De...initely a true Scot. He gave me a dirty wink and I took the hint. I slowly started stroking his penis with my fingers enjoying the look on his face as he grew in my hand. I tugged on his sack and played with his balls in my hand. I knew I was driving him crazy. I loved wanking him in a courtyard full of people and did it subtly enough so need. "Yep, two Milli Helens. OK Marnie that's one hundred and you buy the beerat the next truck show."Marnie led me to the back room with Ginny following and they tossed theclothing out of the bags, looked through it and leaving out a pair ofjeans with a lot of embroidery and a light sweater, put the rest back. "Change into this and be quick we still need shoes, earrings, and onelast stop and its almost three already."They left me and feeling dizzy from the fast movements and changes I tookoff my. ”“Not so bad yourself, mister,” I replied, doing the same to him, dodging his cock as he spun around. “Beautiful tight, black arse, handsome face and enough in front to more than satisfy any woman.”Enjoying the fact that I was not afraid of his monster, he lay back on the bed and admired my oral skills. Knowing he had come once already, I was not in a hurry to waste his second load, so I stopped before he went critical and lay back on the bed, my legs over the edge and my pussy presented in all. I turned towards my wife and put my hand into the waist band of her leggings. They were pretty stretchy, so I pushed my hand into them and into her knickers. My fingers quickly found her pussy, and it was wet. Much wetter than I was expecting. My wife looked towards me and gave me a wry smile. I pulled the wetness up onto her clit and started to rub. My wife continued to watch, or pretend to watch, her film as I did so. I continued to rub her swollen clit watching her face for the signs of.