Handy yes, but the thin handle bites into your flesh as you lug it. Setting it on the short trail that led to our campsite, I could smell the smoke f...rom the fire and the aroma of grilling burgers. Bits of conversation floated over on the light breeze and all seemed well.The interior of her jeep was relatively clean and uncluttered. Of course the floorboard in front of the driver’s seat was covered with mud, most of which had sunk out of the way into the deep ribs of the rubber floor mat. I. 'Where do you live?''Near Heaversham.' I said without thinking. Oh no, she knows where Ilive now!'That's on the way home for me. I tell you what. If the doctor says youcan go home. I will give you a lift. I finish in half an hour.''No. that's alright. Thanks for the offer. I can get a taxi. Pleasedon't worry. I'll be OK.''Not another word. It would be a pleasure to give you a lift. Oh here'sthe doctor now.'The doctor was an old person, at least 40 and he had a nice smile. Heshone a light into. She smiled real big and gave me a big kiss. Jill then took my cock with and guided it into her sweet pussy. It was wet and tight and my cock slid easily into her. When I was in as far as I could go I paused, enjoying the feel of her. Then I started to slow fuck her trying not to cum to quickly. "I love the way your cock feels inside me." Jill whispered and that was all it took for balls to tighten and I exploded deep inside Jill pumping what felt like the biggest load of cum of my life into her. Unfortunately, Randal spread the word about mine and Jennifer’s loud boisterous fuck that night and it got back to Mary Beth by the next evening. Mary Beth definitely had a plan of action. Spurred on by the fact that she had found out I had a fetish thing for thigh stockings, she showed up at my place Sunday evening, in a sexy short black low cut dress, black stockings and heels and fixed up like she was going out for a night on the town. I wondered what she was doing all dressed up as she.