From the corner of his eye, Zeke could see Leah's generous sized breasts bouncing every time they went over a rough patch of road. For once he was gla... his suspension was a little stiff, and his mind wandered. Leah noticed Zeke was wearing a white singlet, contrasting with his tanned skin and showing off his large biceps. God she loved his biceps. She could imagine them flexing as he picked her up and held her against a wall, her legs wrapped around his waist... Hey, a girl can dream, right?. “Because you love me, too, and one of us had to say it first.”“Rita, I’m married.” Even though it was true, admitting my love for her felt like a betrayal. I was wrong, of course. The nights of fucking Rita weren’t a betrayal, but a gift from Claire, and also from Rita.She laughed. “Don’t I know that! I told you already I’m not interested in stealing you from her. Besides, it would make class reunions a little uncomfortable.” She kissed me again, parting her lips so I could taste her tongue. A stockade at one end was the only sense of orientation I had.I was directed to get on. It looked as though my chest would be lying on a padded sawhorse and used the padded shelves at the sides to get onto the contraption. I had to spread my knees wide to lay my chest down but things got really serious when I positioned my head and hands into the stockade. Was this really what I wanted? The sex furniture would have been amazingly comfortable if it weren't for the fact that I was in it.I started. It was too much to resist and I lowered my head the last few inches and took his cock-head in my mouth. I felt the car give a little lurch as I swallowed his helmet, surrounding it with the warmth of my mouth, feeling it pulse on my tongue as I licked all over the head so that it gave little twitches, still growing to full stiffness. I pushed my head slowly down, taking more and more into my mouth. The fatness of his erection meant I had to open my mouth quite wide to take him in and I felt him.