“ ... we were going...” She wiggles her hips from side to side, sliding the jeans down. “ ... to fuck at my station.”Fred licks his lips. “I... never thought you’d ask,” he says standing back up quickly, his cock bouncing wildly. He slaps her ass and starts for the door. “Let’s go.”Rebecca slips from the chair, dropping her pants all the way down. Before she reaches the door her shirt is following suit, landing on the floor. Her bra comes off next in the tight corridor. By the time she steps back. Cackles soon rattled the pick-up’s interior.“Grab my fucking ass, you idiot!”He grabbed and squeezed her plump derriere with haste and continued mumbling while being stuffed with an overflow of clitoris, lips and juices.“Fuck…I’m gonna cum in your fucking mouth.”She held onto the sides of his head and squeezed as her orgasm crashed and broke against his bearded face. Afterwards, she turned and scooted down to his softening organ. A glint of light reflected off her asshole and she glanced over. She poured us both a drink, sat in her chair and told me she wanted me to take off my pants. I did as I was told and stood in front of her with my cock rock hard. She motioned me to sit on the couch, which I did. She turned her chair towards me and asked me to jerk off for her. I stroked my hard cock slowly up and down my shaft while she took off her suit jacket & unbuttoned her shirt. She then pulled her tits out of her bra and hiked up her skirt. She wasn't wearing any panties. She. 'Don't put any knickers on,' Auntie warned my mother, winking at me. 'We might want to get at you!'There was just time for a quick drink at the Rose and Crown. Even though it was quite early, the pub was already crowded with servicemen and their wives and girlfriends, and I fought my way to the bar to get us all a drink, and then we found a spot against the wall. We had to stand very close together, and because of the noise conversation was difficult, but the two women whispered and giggled to.