Drew and Vanessa were pretty cool, didn't really talk much to me but it we were okay with each other. Vannessa and Drew had their own rooms and were i... there the majority of the time. So we didnt communicate as much as I wanted too. It was a friday night and everyone was about to hit the hay. I didnt have a bed to sleep in, so all i had was a comfy pillow with a small blanket. As everyone entered their rooms, I turned on the TV and started flipping throught the channels, trying to find. Calling out across front seat was a pretty decent looking guy about 35 years old. In the time I was trying to figure out what to do or say (or don't do and not say), he was already by my side looking at the engine. He said he'd be happy to take a look and see if he could figure out what the problem was. Then he turned towards me and said I'd probably be more comfortable if I waited in his truck. My coat was unbuttoned and as he spoke I could see his eyes running from my lips to the sheer part. It wasn’t long before we finally made plans to go out and have a few drinks. I could tell she was turned on as soon as we met at the bar. She sat close to me and placed her hand on my inner thigh (any closer and she would have been holding my cock). My hand went to her inner thigh as well and her legs slowly parted to reveal the warm moist crotch of her panties. She leaned over and told me that the only reason we met at the bar was so she didn’t seem like a slut, but as turned on as she was she. Jacqui was moaning, anticipating that sweet moment when he’d kiss her soft spot. Sam started removing her nightie, working slowly. Finally, after his wife was naked, Sam looked at her appreciating every aspect. He loved her curves, loved every single inch of her body that had bore him two children. He loved the way he knew how to make her moan, how to make her orgasm and tonight, he vowed that she’d have a very intense orgasm. He tickled her nipple, going from one breast to another, softly,.