But, um...” She looked down and shifted from foot to foot.“You want your turn?” said Jim, withdrawing his slick cock from his wife’s pussy and...putting it back in his pants.“Hrumph!” said Louise, frowning.“I know, I know,” said Jim. He’d have to work on that. Try harder to eliminate jealousy.“Where mom was?” he asked his daughter.“No!” She jerked her head to indicate the upstairs.He followed her up the stairs. He’d have to work on that, too. The desire for privacy was still too strong. He had. I come to a fork in the path and take the left fork which goes deeper into the woods and is less likely to have anyone on it. It is more overgrown and most of the people take the easy path round the edge of the wood. I am soon out of sight of the other path and carrying on down the path I unzip my trousers and release my stiff cock. I carry on walking along with my cock out looking for a place to stop where I can strip off my shirt and trousers and stroke my cock. I come to a slightly muddy. “Coffee?” You ask.“In a few minutes,” I murmur, reaching over and running my hand on your taut stomach.“I need to do something.” My fingers moving in circles, ever widening towards your naked pussy, still wet from the sensual orgasms you gave me.“Do What?” You ask.“This.” I reach the very top of your vaginal slit and circle it gently with my middle finger. I feel the wetness still on it.You gasp as my finger travels down further and claims your clitoris and gently circles it while I watch your. As we had a travel trailer to live in, a friend of mine said we could move it onto his back yard and it wouldn't cost us much to live there. Just pay him a few bucks for electric. That sounded pretty good to us, as we were a little low on money, after buying the trailer.As Ken and I, worked together in the construction trade, we rode together to our job, both of us working at the same place.After we had been there for awhile and fall was setting in and nights were getting colder, so Ken said.