I guess he wasn’t use to seeing a TS, fully dressed, in a ‘men’s’ toilet and in a panic to get into one!Bill joined me, after a few minutes; I...was all cleaned up by then, had repaired my hair and makeup and was much calmer. We talked about just going to it on the counter with the sinks [it looked sturdy enough] but then decided that either the sleeper…or…the picnic table we’d parked beside, were the better options. We’d done our share of fucking in the sleeper. The picnic table was under a tree. And there she was, sitting with her friend.I just acted like i didn't saw her, while i was ordering my drink she came up to me and said hi and told me to join her friend. I was pretty nervous but i did it. After an hour her friend left, and it was only me and her sitting, drinking and talking about school and other stuff i didn't care about. Then she asked me if i wanted to join her for a walk to the harbour, so we did it. After some walking and talking we sat down on a bench. And there our. After dinner we ended having some glasses of red wine as we chatted. Of course the conversation soon went to the sex subject; mostly, anal sex…"What about your best anal experience…? Max suddenly asked."Anal?...we do not have anal sex… it must be painful!”My loving husband answered before I could say anything…“Not at all, guys… is fine if you use some lube and fore play…”Max insisted, while he looked at her wife.Julia nodded and she looked at me as she smiled…"My hubby can give you some. Mother, a busty brunette, peeled off her work blouse, folding it into a neat pile while her large breasts bounced and jiggled in a racy, sea-green bra, her nipples hard from watching our incestuous display. She liked to watch us.I sucked harder on my sister's cock, bobbing my mouth with furious hunger, just sliding up and down that pole, slobbering on it. My glasses slipped down my nose as I blew her. My older sister, though we were both still nineteen for another two weeks until her birthday,.