And, she was proud of them. And, I couldn’t keep my hands and mouth and cock away from them.Our first time was missionary style. She had sucked me... and hand jobbed me to the point of supreme excitement, just short of climax. I remember I laid her back kissed her warm thighs, nudged her clit, licked her to full, drenching readiness. When she begged for my cock, growled out an order to fuck her, I couldn’t resist. So I did. I fucked her like a mad man, like hers was the last pussy on. For there, against the garage, was his sister Valerie washing her 1970 Chevelle Supersport SS.She had the radio and very loud so she could hear it through the closed windows and was swaying to the beat of the music. I was afraid to even blink lest I miss something. Clad in a pair of cutoff jeans that hugged her tight bottom I was mesmerized at the movement of her slender hips as she moved around her vehicle with her large sponge applying soapy water.The muscles of her long well-shaped legs. Sheila turned to the visitors and said, “Well I am sorry you had a wasted journey.” The woman was the first to speak. “That’s not very satisfactory. After all we have paid our money to the web site.” The three men murmured how they had done the same. Sheila kept the charade going. “Shall I repay you then?” The woman again answered, “But what about our travelling time and costs?” Sheila said, “Well I can’t afford all of that.” She looked at the visitors then at Scott and asked, “What if Scott is. And Ned did so, pulling out and driving back into my body, almost lifting me off my feet when he slammed his dick into my cunt.I felt him hitting me again. And again, smacking his hips against my buttocks and really driving hard and deep into me.But I was gasping and pushing against Ned; that forbidden excitement was driving me wild. I was very excited…I was waiting for someone to walk past and look in, but my fears were easily overridden by Ned's cock ravishing my body. He pressed in harder.