They were out with Jack and Jean and Martha was telling about their last sales trip. “After Peoria, I had to take a day off to rest my poor little p...uss, we’ve got two big clients there and they wouldn’t let up on me and Dorthy”Irene broke in, “Jack, can I go on one of those trips, please honey, Sounds like so much fun!”Peter saw a hot iron and struck, “Jack if that’s OK with you, I’d give you one of the gals for the week we’re gone, Hey they still got to work, but you’d have them all weekend. Yes.’ Just what the question had been I did not know and never asked, but the results became plain. She stepped to the door of her bedroom and turned the knob with the hand that was not holding mine. Our clothing slowly made a neat common pile as we removed it from each other. I learned that her drawings of her nude body were very accurate, though reversed left-to-right since she had copied it from a mirror. Not that I confined myself to looking at her, when I could touch and taste her, and see. She was on top of me, kissing me fervently and passionately, which my hands roamed freely over her body, groping her everywhere. We started to pull each others clothes off, and soon we were naked in the tent, her beautiful ebony body lying on top of mine. She didn't seem to notice that the tent flap was still open - it was facing away from the road, but I could feel a very slight breeze on my body. If anyone walked behind the tent (there was a path through a wooded area), they would definitely. ”Placing another pillow under Mandy’s hips, I sat up on my knees, grabbed her ankles, and held her legs spread apart, bent at the knee. Picking up the pace, I worked my way into a steady grind and enjoyed the view of my cock gliding in and out of her soaking pussy. We were both letting out moans and sighs of sheer pleasure. I kept telling her how beautiful she was and it wasn’t a lie.Fucking Mandy would have been delightful under any circumstances, but knowing her god-fearing husband was less.