Because of my thick butt-cheeks, even with his 7 ins. cock he managed to get just three inches inside me. With his hands on my shoulders he banged har...d at my butt-cheeks to get more of his cock into me. Maybe this way he would last longer. I hoped this old body of mine could take this much pounding.When Dan got back he walked around the house and headed straight for the kitchen where he could get rid of the dirty shoes and pants and get himself a big drink. As Dan got closer, looking through. At just about the same time as the food began toarrive, I let her stop to catch her breath back again.As we sat finishing dinner, we could see that the windhad come up outside. As we walked across the parkinglot, the wind would catch her skirt and blow it backleaving her entire front exposed. The wind had turnedher into an unwitting, although willing, flasher. We had walked only about 30 feet when two couples camearound the end of a row of cars. Once again the windcaught her skirt, but she. . let’s give him a chance to look...”Lanying eased off the accelerator just a touch, slowing her overtake of the semi, and she saw Cynthia’s pleased smile in response. Just as they pulled even with the truck’s cab, Lanying matched the driver’s speed.“He’s looking,” the blonde called from the back, “Oh, yes. He’s not going to miss this...”Cynthia smiled at the truck driver, a rugged looking man, perhaps in his fifties. Lanying had positioned their car perfectly for the guy to look down and. ” I slapped her ass again. It was so firm. Her legs jerking when my palm collided with her plump cheeks. “Are you a good girl?” SLAP!“Yes!” I moved my mouth lower. Right on her cleavage. She tried to pull away from me.“Moving around isn’t being a good girl.” I slapped her butt again. “If you’re good, then I won’t have to do this!” My palm fell on her ass again. And again. She twisted, turned, trying to shield her burning flesh from my punishments. Her smooth brown legs against my thicker ones.