She had milky thighs. I wanted to lick them till her pussy. “Pussy” as mind thought I got an idea. I went in front of her legs so that I can have ...iew of her pussy. But I could not see it because gap in between her legs was less.I decided to dare a little and gave a gentle push to her legs. What I saw is still somewhere in my mind, a perfect shaven pussy with pinkish lips and size of my mouth. She was just 30 yrs of age and after 5 yrs of marriage she didn’t have any child. This was the best. " She cried. I retreated then in a little deeper again. " Oowww." She groans again. With each thrust I sank deeper, with each thrust her reaction became a little more clear. " Ooww! Fuck!" She suddenly screamed. I stop, my cock has reached virgin territory. Her clit is tingling, I'm finally buried all the way. " Don't stop." She whispers. I pull back and slid in again. " Ooww, fuck!" She cries. Confident she would stop me if she needed too. I speed up, smooth strokes back and long strokes. “Where were you planning on going?”“I’ve got it all marked out on the map over there,” Paul said.The three of them went over to the map.“It’s a road trip,” Bert said.“Yeah. I plan to go about a hundred and fifty miles a day, with stops to see the sights along the way. That would mean about three hours of driving, and six or seven hours of sightseeing. There’s a lot of things to visit – museums, parks, scenic overlooks, and tourist traps.”“That sounds like fun,” Bert said.Sue said, “We’ve never. RebeccaWe caught the ten am. Crossing and arrived in France 35 minutes later. After we alighted and finally got underway in our car it was just after eleven am. And we faced a journey of about five and a half hours at least to reach our destination. Since we intended to travel most of the way on toll roads we felt we should divide this up into sections of one and a half hours per driver. This meant we would have two spells at the wheel and should be able to reach our destination that day.It.