His car was almost forty years old!He smiled and said that he preferred that we go in his car. We went out through the garage and got in his car. I ha...d never been in his car. In fact, I had only seen it a few times when I was passing his house and he had the garage door open.When I got in I was surprised at the car's interior. It looked brand new. When he turned the key in the ignition I got another surprise. It sounded like a race car! I soon found out that it almost was! It was something. He took over from Gary and grabbed my hair and moved my head up and down on the veiny impaler as he straddled Jim's face and ground his mancunt into Jim's mouth. "Eat my ass slit, Jim-boy, eat it all," he said. "I know you like it!" Jack was fucking me with the beer bottle in and out, slick and smooth, ever faster. Gary opened a dark vial of poppers and made me sniff it. Warmth spread over me and went into my hard five-inch cock and into my impaled fuck hole. Jack pulled the beer bottle from my. She had to admit that once she got over her initial nervousness, she was loving being naked on this beach. Loving being touched by her hard husband, and loving being filmed! I wanted to jump on my wife and fuck her right in front of everyone, especially our friendly cameraman! However I restrained myself and decided I would apply some suntan lotion to her. I started at her feet and slowly moved my hands up to continue rubbing lotion over the remainder of her long legs. I finished and looked. Her hair was back in a ponytail and she looked fresh and wholesome. He thought it again: ‘Absolutely ridiculous.’ He asked, making conversation, ‘Did you get a new bike?’ Carrie looked down at the sparkling machine. ‘Well, sort of. It’s my grandmother’s. She can’t ride it any more so I’m using it, for now.’ She patted the seat: it was in perfect shape, a real Schwinn seat in matching colors. A stupid song from years past, from the Dr. Demento show he and his goofy preteen friends used to.