"Do you need help?" I squinted at the woman in the dark, the only light that of my headlights and the red taillights from her car. "Well, do you have... a phone? Maybe if you could just call a tow truck, I'll be okay." "Sure, I can do that,” she laughed. Then, when she sat back down in her car and started fishing around in her purse, I stared at her long bare legs. Bev was a knock out but damn, this lady was stunning, a real babe. Bev was the kind of girl that you married, but this lady was the. “Are you okay?” Zach asked gently. I smiled shakily. “Yeah.” The pain subsided, and new pleasure shot up through my pussy. I only wanted one thing right now. “Fuck me,” I whispered. “Fuck me and make me come harder than ever.” Zach began to thrust into my pussy, and soon I had reached the road with no return. The pressure built inside of me, and I moaned as waves of pleasure left me lying limp and sweaty in Zach’s arms. “Your turn!” I grinned. He laid down flat on the bed, his cock standing at. .. pretty much ever. Very often I'll let my mind and hands take over. I touch him with one hand (which doesn't rouse him in the least) while I get myself off with the other while thinking of my latest naughty fantasy (which I've now begun turning into stories). Anyway...I couldn't resist the urge to touch myself while my son's stuff was dripping out of me. The thought turned me on nearly as much as fucking him in the first place. I snuggled right up to Hubby and caressed him with my left hand. ‘You like?’ asked the mamasan, revealing that she knew some English. I smiled at her, ‘Yes, I like very much.’ She leant down and gave me ahug, then kissed my cheek. Nin grabbed my hand and pulled me up andheaded off to the bar. The girls took one look at me and went crazy,crowding round me and talking excitedly to each other. They wanted totake pictures of me, both by myself and with them. I admit I was gettingcarried away with the attention and was frankly preening and posing likemad. Nin was.