My pathetic excuse of a penis was nothing more than an oversize clit, and my ass was his pussy to use as he pleased. By now I turned over and demanded... that he fuck me while facing me. "Talk to me like I'm your slut now! I said to him. "Talk to me in ways that you never talk to that prude bitch you call a wife!"With that he shoved his cock back into my quim and began fucking the living daylights out of me, calling me names like 'trucker-slut', 'trailer whore'. With my my legs over his shoulders. I grabbed the towel on top of bag, put it over my head and felt in my bag for my glasses. Finding them I put them on and removed the towel, I was about to start masturbating when I noticed something.5 of the girls were changing in the male changing room because the class was so big! Rather than disappearing my penis just stood there as I sat there watching 4 girls looking at me wearing nothing but towels and the fifth one, Rachel sitting next to me completely naked. Even though they were all in. I don't even remember making it down the stairs. "Mom?" I said once again, trying to envision that, wondering "how the hell?" But then the one word answer to that came easy. "Bella". If anyone ... could do the impossible, she could. I laughed then, strangely enough ... the only "impossible ... well maybe not even that. Unlikely," I changed considering it ... was Irene. Now had she been in the room as well, I really would have passed out. I entered the kitchen to the smell of freshly brewed. As I was wanking she reached over and squeezed my balls with her left hand."I love your eager, hard cock Steve, im going to miss it when you go home" she said.We continued to drive, touching each other up and drinking the water as we drove. We finally reached our destination and pulled up on a quiet lay by.We had another large drink, locked the car and started walking through this secluded, private plot.She had loosely tied the belt around her waist, her coat was slightly open at the chest.