Of course, they began to laugh as usual.... when suddenly Jennifer started to lift Becky's shirt. Becky continued the process and took it completely o...f..... and Jennifer quickly followed suit. Becky knelt down beside us, and they began to kiss each other. Jennifer started grinding on top of my hard cock once again, and Becky started placing her hand on my chest. And in a blur, my shirt came off... Jennifer stood up... took down my pants and boxers.... and took off her own pants. Becky never. My broken Spanish and her few words of English coupled with lots of pointing at a map, had us agreeing we were both taking the same route for the next few days. So after our break, we set off again, this time together, but first, I noticed, she quickly adjusted her seat. It seemed I was used to cycling at a slightly faster pace, so I dropped back letting Teresa, as her name turned out to be, go in front. As it happened, this gave me an amazing sight of her round bum. Stretching at the thin. We heard the car stop, and then watched someone open the huge barn door. Thank god there was bales of hay all around, and no one would see us. We were tucked in a corner near a window, but stationed so a bale of hay hid us from the moonlight.The car (actually more like van) pulled into the barn, and someone shut the door again.Someone got out of the car, and we heard two people go to the door, and open it. A woman started screaming as she was pulled from the car.There was a slapping sound, and. I was getting turned on by oddity of our situation, of course the brandy played a big part in me getting loose and getting turned on.Page 2At one point when Tom opened his blanket in front of the fire I could see that his cock was getting a little bigger, my husband calls it a chubby. At that point I knew that I would be having a wild night of sex with Tom. The only problem I had was finding a subtle way of letting him know it too, making sure I left an opening as an excuse to say I was joking.