Junior had decided to leave it behind, as the group staying might have need of it. When he insisted on leaving behind two more of the big machine guns...as stationary defensive weapons, Carr threw a fit. Junior had to explain that he had several in storage at his cabin before the man would relent.They all worked from can see to can't see getting the work done. The night before they were ready to leave Doug came to Junior and asked him to take a walk with him. He led Junior to a machine shed. I also took the time to shave my ass and legs making myself nice and smooth for him. I am a cyclist so this was not out of the norm as far as my GF was concerned and made me feel just a bit slutty and I was sure he would enjoy it. Being all clean and ready, I had nothing to do but wait and anticipate how our meeting would go down. I kept thinking of his manly cock and how hard he would be, how intense it would be to feel him entering me. I was in a constant state of arousal as I waited... Soon,. My lips went dry, rolling my tongue across them to wet them once more. I opened it.Another image, slowly becoming clearer as I scrolled down. Her face, an image of true beauty. It appeared to capture an essence of beautiful agony, an orgasm she was experiencing and captured, frozen in time to keep.Further down, her breasts were exposed. So full, rounded and squeezable. Nipples so hard they could cut diamonds. Down further, across her firm stomach to the final piece of the puzzle. Her hand was. She had put out clothes for me to wear. I noticed that she had bought some baggy style shorts for me. We had agreed to pick up Carl on the way. As we loaded his stuff; Carl sat down at the back seat; but, before starting the drive, Ana told me she would be more comfortable by travelling in the back seat too.My wife was wearing a loose skirt, which she used to wear very often to take a long road trip.We hit the highway, and not long after, I heard some strange noises in the back seat.I adjusted.