They come up to one river crossing where the tanks go down the bank at an angle. Doing this is slow, tricky, and it requires a lot of special handling...by the driver to ensure they don’t tip over.Gerry stops them in the river and he gets out to carefully measure the drop from the top of the bank to the river bed. It’s only three metres. Unlike its predecessor this particular tank is supposed to be able to take a four metre drop in its stride, and without any damage or issues. After completing. Seeing my sweet, innocent wife wantonly pinned beneath another man, responding passionately to his penetration, and with her wedding band on display on his ass cheek was yet another erotic image seared into my brain. I was moving around the bed so I could alternate views of his cock sliding in and out of my wife, and the looks of passion and pleasure on her face. Then, I didn’t see how it could be possible, but the sixth orgasm of the night hit her, and she writhed in passion underneath Roger.. Maybe Marisa was upset that Gracie had had sexwith me.Gracie had the final word, but looked resigned. Marisacame over to the bed on the opposite side from Gracie. Shelay down next to me and kissed me softly on the cheek.“What gives?” I asked Gracie who was still laying next tome.“She insists on thanking you herself, Martin,” sheexplained.“She says she has saved herself for the right man. Now sheis 18 and who could be more right than the man who hassaved. Personality and what’s under the hood is just as important.Her nametag said “Elaine” and I have to admit I loved that retro name. My very first girlfriend had been a little vixen called Elaine Lynch and she had dumped my ass after a year of dating to the tune of “You’re too sexually immature for me.” I guess that was a turning point in my life because after that I made certain I never let a female go more than two dates with asking her to spread her legs for us to get better acquainted. I knew.