I finish parking the r.v., and you invite Jennifer to stay for dinner at least, so that we can talk, and her clothes will be fully dried. The rain has... stopped, but more promises to come as we can see another front moving towards us in the distance. Jennifer helps with dinner, offering to cook. She turns out to be a very good cook and from the meager assortment of food we have, she turns out a fancy meal. We discover that Jennifer has been working as a cook for a good restaurant, and she smiles. My God Sally. Six feet of tanned pony-tailed blonde athlete. A pair of tight black shorts and a yellow top baring a mid-riff that was flat and firm. And legs. Oh my GOD, what legs. Long and full, muscular but as shapely as any I've ever seen. Bare footed, she was leaning in a doorway with one foot planted firmly on the floor. The other leg was bent at the knee and the curled toes of that foot brushed the rug.She certainly made my toes curl with the smile she gave me. Of course she was. I brazenly lean down and trap his thumb, down to the knuckle, between my teeth and lips and suck hard as I look up into his eyes. Heat radiates from his gaze, and a low growl escapes his throat. Once I release him, his mouth crashes down onto my own; the full weight of his firm body blankets mine. Lost in our kiss, we fail to notice a group of teenage girls gathered on a wall nearby until their giggles break through our erotic haze. We stand and give a slight bow to the girls, before cleaning. You’re nothing but a little cock slut, aren’t you?” he growls, as he grabs the back of my head and plunges his enormous, salty, pussy-coated cock forcefully into my mouth. I gag at first, but as he releases his hold on my head I begin to work his thick meat, my lips and tongue gliding up and down the length of his shaft, occasionally nursing his bulbous knob like a toddler making the most of his pacifier.The taste of my wife’s cum on his girthy pud drives me wild as I submissively milk him, all.