She would really muck about a lot, tease and tantalise me, squeezing my thigh and that. Getting quite close to you know what when she did so, not real...sing just what she was doing to me! Then one day it was more than my thigh, I was very abashed, not quite sure what I should do, it was nice of course it was, and because she was so naïve it created a certain eroticism about her touch – so I just close my eyes and enjoyed the moment every morning for about a week in the back seat upstairs of the. I came filling the woman’s mouth with my cum. They both had gotten off of me and I stayed on the floor panting. I could hear them talking but I didn’t care what they were saying because my orgasm was so intense. I watched as the man got between my legs and started to lube his cock. I knew what was coming and lifted my legs high in the air onto his shoulders and pinched my nipples, twisting them hard until they were erect. “Fuck me you hot bag of cock, I want you to stuff that fat sausage of. Other than those few items, it was a toothbrush and deodorant that filled my bag, Into the trailer’s plastic milk carton bed, I placed the plastic bag. Ted put in the filled gallon gas can and a quart of oil. Both Marty and I carried the extra gas and oil, along with a tire and two tubes. The tire pump was placed into Marty’s trailer, while I carried a case of peanut butter crackers and a large water bottle. Other than those items, everything was hung on the bike. The cell phone Marty planned. " You will?" After he does me, sweet cakes, after Momma gets hers, yeah." Oh, Mom!" Kathy gushed, "You're terrific!"They danced for another hour and then left. Dutch received a lot of hugs and kisses and thank you for a great night as they rode home in the stretch-limo he had pick them up. Neither woman was feeling any pain after all the food and wine. On arriving back home, the ladies took a shower together and Kathy, venturing out first found Dutch waiting in the hall. He put his arms around.