”“HELL YEAH! Then we want you to fuck both of us bent over the rear deck.”“Who have you been talking to?”“We called your Granny yesterday ...bout letting us insure all your farms together. Tammy told her we were going to the Lunsford Farm with you, and she told us about all the different ways you love to fuck a woman in your convertible.”“My Granny has always made up stories like that about me.”When I stopped in the driveway in front of the old, two-story, white, Southern Mansion, both of them. They were big and soft even with her bra still in the way. She didn’t stop me so I slid my hands under her shirt and rub both tits alternately. She got hard real quick. I asked her if she would she like to move into the sleeper. We moved back into the sleeper and I took the opportunity to remove her blouse before she sat on the bed. She snaked her hand up into my shorts and grabbed my cock. The soft hands felt so good. We groped each other for quite awhile and finally she started to remove my. We’re here to relax, and they are cheap and I enjoy it”“I’m sure”“What does that mean?” The daggers were obvious coming out of her eyes when she said this.“Nothing, just go, I’ll see you when you get back.”“Fine” she said as she practically ran out the door and slammed it behind her. I could hear the car rolling on the gravel driveway as she pulled out. I figured she’d be gone for a good 2-3 hours again as it took 30 minutes just to get to the massage place and then she usually stopped and did. I came alive under you; kissing you back with everything I had as my hands came up and grabbed fistfuls of your brown hair. You bit my lower lip, tugging on it almost desperately, begging for entrance. And I gave it. I didn’t even hesitate as I parted my lips. You slid your tongue in, tasting the chocolate in my mouth. I moaned into your mouth and one of your hands slid down to rest on my lower back, pressing my warm, soft body against yours while your other hand yanked on the elastic band of.