At least these won't end up killing me," I joked. "Yeah, but how do you manage to do it with no ice?" "Hey, it's cold when it comes out of the machin... and all ice does is water it down once it melts. This way I enjoy all the taste and besides that, it's what I like." We both laughed a bit and then he got to his point of being there. "Listen, I wanted to let you know that I'd found a place where I thought you'd be comfortable in your retirement." "Really?" "Yeah. Really!" "And what made you. ” I slowly stuck the head in my mouth, it fitting perfectly in my lips. I sucked lightly on it and I just let myself finally go on him. I stroked the dick that wasn’t in my mouth and I sucked on the head massaging it with my tongue. My saliva was just dripping out of my mouth all over his dick and balls. I could hear him breathing hard as I fit more into my mouth. I sucked harder stroking faster with the slippery surface of my saliva on his shaft. He moaned loudly my name and I sucked harder on. I am thinking this is going to be a good but dangerous vacation. I pull over into a lonely gas station and just the two of us get out and go in. Unisex bathroom on the side. I figure I'll go in and masturbate to get rid of the perpetual hard on she's given me and get back on the road. I ask for the key, yep still have those, and go to the bathroom as the van fuels after paying for 30 bucks of gas. I hear a knock and it's Tammy asking me to let her in. I tell her to make sure everyone else is. After all, it was 1982 and this was almost just like it was still the seventies for the most part. A majority of people thought disco was still the music of choice and that sex was still sort of a “genital handshake” between friends. The truth about the origin and spread of AIDS had not yet been discovered then and most young people still engaged in risky behavior whenever the opportunity presented itself. Sue looked better than she had when I had last seen her and I knew that getting.