Roy’s hands were instantly frantically exploring my cock, my balls and my bum, running between my legs under me and ruffling my thick pubic hair. I ...let my briefs drop so I was completely naked and spread my legs wide for Roy’s exploring hands. It was exquisite having someone else’s hand on my erect, excited, so sensitive penis!Then as I stood there Roy wrapped his hand round my penis and I knew I was about to be wanked. I hadn’t had a hand job from another boy since my school days with a wank. The good news is that Brian is sitting there silently; probably tired from the two readings he gave this morning in Boulder. Amy is moving about in her seat, trying to find a comfortable position to rest in. If she can manage to fall asleep, she knows she won’t wake up till the wheels hit ground at home.“Would you like to switch seats? You might have an easier time in the window seat, and I can’t ever sleep on planes anyway,” Brian says. That may have been the first kind thing he said this. ‘Did I do something wrong?’ Anne asked with alarm in her voice. No baby you very good. No, you are wonderful.’ Anne was happy that she was doing something that he appreciated and started on her new task. She worked her way up his shaft chewing gently and making him go wild. As she pulled his cock down towards her from his belly where it was slap up against, she could see shiny, clear precum glistening at its eyes. She also pulled back the fore skin to reveal his rampant, dark crimson cock head.. Her hands were inside my t-shirt. We wanted each other now. I wanted her and she wanted me. The place didn’t matter. All that mattered was our passion for each other. We have been injected with lust. We wanted to tear each other’s dress and have sex right away. We broke out and I took her to the back of the jeep. The seating arrangement at the back was two lengthy seats placed opposite to each other. We sat on right side seat side by side. Once inside the Jeep, we started to kiss each other.