As I slowly backed out of the spot, the 30-something guy walked passed, smiled, and gave me a small wave. I drove to a quiet parking lot a few blocks ...away that I am VERY familiar. There was no small talk. I parked. We unbuckled our seat belts, and I moved our seats back fully. I leaned over, grabbed his cock through his pants. It was clear that the pump didn’t need any more priming. I unbuckled his belt, unhooked and unzipped his pants and pulled his underwear down with the ease and precision. ” He groaned, rubbing his hands along his clad length, far, too far down his leg as I spoke, whispering in his ear now as I watched with interest at the hardening schlong. I was definitely beginning to get scared of losing. I couldn’t really afford that much! My rent check would bounce! He unzipped. His pants dropped to the floor and my jaw followed right behind them. Holy mother of God. Trembling I held the French bread to the top of his hard cock, a little whimper coming out of my cockstunned. “Kindly spare us some room, Mistress Amélie.” Amélie growled but she moved over and Sandrine and Roger reclined side by side. Sandrine grabbed a slice of meat and some bread and made it into an impromptu sandwich and offered it to Roger.Instead of taking the sandwich Roger drew close and kissed Sandrine. Her chuckle was garbled by the kiss. She did not draw away. Instead she put the sandwich down and put her hand on his neck. He felt warm to her touch but his skin was smooth. She did not resist. She said, ask me when ever your dick needs a pussy.. mine is open to you always.. After one hour we started one more session..it was 5pm, she was sleeping.. I went to kitchen drank water and ate sweets, I brought some water and sweets to the darling. She was awake and wore inner-ware and was wearing blouse. I said what's hurry.. she said her husband will return anytime.She just kept one hook on and others open. When she was tying up saree, I got mood and my dick was hard again.. she saw that.