They had no sag as she wore no bra. Her ass was what every man wanted to grab in his hands. As she danced he could not take his eyes off her. When the...dance was over she walked to the bar. Her dress just covered her ass and he could see no panty line. He walked to her an asked her to dance. It was a slow senual tune. She gabbed his had and led him to the floor. He wrapped his arms around her and pressed her to his body. As they danced he rubbed her back. Then he rubbed down to her firm round. I try not to jump but the pain takes over and my legs kick back a bit. Richard growls and forces my legs apart again then suddenly shoves the rest of his cock into me. "Oh my fucking God!" I scream at the sudden sharp pain, "Please no..."Richard ignores me and just stays buried balls deep in my ass groaning with pleasure as my asshole spasms trying to force out his intruding cock, but only making it more pleasurable for him. "Your asshole is so fucking tight," Richard grunts, "Have you been. Which, with my back, is not a lot! Something was definitely not quite above board.The object of my concern had arrived a couple of hours before, stiff and tired and manky after a rather long sojourn on the roads, through the summer holiday traffic to our neck of the woods. The travel difficulties keep most of our relatives away during the summer months - a fact not a million miles from our decision to move here in the first place - oh that and the fact we don't have any spare bedrooms. At all.. Mistake. The map lied about the road and we lied about the cooler air. By the time we reached the place called Slow Low, we were sweaty, cranky and hungry. On this stretch of highway the only building to be seen or had been seen was a one story building offering gas and food. That sounded pretty good. I pulled off the road, parked beside the structure and the two of us went in.The difference in temperature between the sun and mere shade is amazing. It was still hot outside and after spending.