I pulled over ahead of where to was parked. I got out and walked back to her. She must be in her sixties to early seventies. She was pretty plump...and had a large belly. Her boobs were on the larger size but held up well by her bra. I noticed she had a flat tire. I asked her if she had AAA, but she told me she did not. I told her if you have a spare I will change it for her. I went into my trailer I was towing, pulled out my floor jack and a camp chair for her to sit in. Lucky. She closed both doors and locked them.She paused and took a deep breath and then opened Jefferson's door. He sat in his chair with his feet up, looking off into the distance, talking on the telephone."Just a minute," he said into the phone. Then he covered it and said, without looking, "I said I don't want to be disturbed. Now get out."Raven smiled as she walked over to Jefferson's desk. "I don't think so, Jonny."Jefferson sat bolt upright in an instant, nearly dropping the phone. He spun his. I'm just putting it in as far as it will go." Fucking asshole," I said."If you insist," Jeff responded deliberately twisting my words. I barely felt his bush against my ass before he reversed course and set up a steady pace.There was no denying the fact that I was enjoying being fucked by Jeff. I couldn't help moaning in a combination of pain and pleasure as his large cock moved through me. His strokes were lengthy and each time his crown moved across my prostate, my own dick jumped in response. I stayed that way until my cock fell out of her. We got up off the blanket and ran, holding hands into the river. The water chilled us, but it refreshed and renewed us. After we cooled off, we returned to the blanket with the chilled bottle of champagne. As I opened the champagne, Shelley took out the strawberries and the crème fraîche. She dipped a strawberry in the crème and plopped it into her mouth. I heard her lips smacking with the tasting of the fruit. I poured the champagne in a flute.