"Well, we never do anything and we do have the house to ourselves, we can do whatever we want." I felt his cock bulging in his jeans, longing to be in...me. I looked down at the bulge and smiled at him so he knew what I wanted. He leaned over and turned the oven off. I moved my arms from his waist, up across his chest to his neck and held him tightly, then standing on tiptoes, I gently kissed and sucked his neck. His hands slid down my spine, sending a tingle all over my body, until they rested. . Natasha smiled, “You kiss Mr Frank” she instructed so I knelt down and widened Olga’s legs and getting in close started to lick around her nipples while Natasha looked on smiling.Olga groaned with pleasure as I licked and sucked on her perky nipples and with her head back closed her eyes totally engrossed in what I was doing, “That’s it Mr Frank, she like” and not wanting to be left out I edged over widening Natasha’s legs and said quietly, “I like yours too” and repeated the process taking. She recalled on their wedding day,in the Rolls Royce going from the church to the hotel,they’d had sex in the car, much to the annoyance of thechauffeur, fearful that his expensive car would bestained with their love juices.But with Paul out of the country, there was little shecould do. She’d put on her skimpy bikini and shades,poured herself a long cold drink and sat on the sunlounger in the back garden, reading a magazine and withthe radio tuned into her favourite. I walked to the rear door of the car and waited for the trucker to come to me. He hopped down and as he approached me I could see that his pants were open, penis exposed and stiff. He was playing with himself as he came towards me. I have always gotten totally turned on by seeing men masturbating and when he got up to the car I was as ready as I ever would be. Without one word, he pushed me back against the car, lifted my leg over his arm and pushed his rigid pole right up into my very.