So that gentleman offered her water. And it caused the beginning of our friendly chats, among us me, my wife and him. It was obvious from his gestures...or countenance and way of talking that he was taking interest in my attractive (and full-bodied), which I did not dislike.Night was aging rapidly it was a general class coach, and one window-glass on our opposite side was left cracked, and through it the cold wind entering towards us. She was feeling cold, I could make out. But she gave me her. The driver's door will be unlocked. Just act as though you are the driver of it. Okay?”He nodded and I turned and walked. I was so nervous. Mixture of emotions churning inside me. This had become more personal and the anonymity was gone. My cock and butt both were tingling at the same time. I didn’t look back as I walked across the street then through the parking lot to my truck. I opened to door and jumped into the cab. I pulled the curtains shut and sat on the bunk. A long long period passed. As he was using the weedeater around Mr. Fillmore’s prized Canary Island Palm tree, Laura walked up to his house and waved to him. Robby waved back. Laura was carrying a beach bag and had on a pool cover-up. Clearly, Karen had invited her over for a swim. Robby refilled his mower with gasoline and hurried over to Laura’s. He was looking forward to a dip in the pool himself as it was already above eighty degrees and it was only nine-thirty in the morning. Robby mowed Laura’s backyard first then. All I could picture now as I stared at his cock was it taking the place of my finger, pushing itself into me, my pussy squeezing it and trying to pull it in deeper... He was beginning to stroke himself in earnest now, long slow firm strokes, milking his cock for me....James: Are you close?I nodded.James: Me too. Let's cum together, sweetie. Rub yourself inside with little circular motions honey... and with your other hand, take your clitty between two fingers and squeeze it softly, pull on it a.