Isuddenly woke up and found that I was on top of Arvind and he wasconcerned. He said – `Darling you had a bad dream…. You were hittingme on my che...st and crying and saying to leave you alone….’ Tearswere running down my face and he looked hurt. He said—Dear, why wereyou shouting, what’s happening, why did you shout that you wanted tobe left alone, you can’t do it….. What is happening!!!!!!!! Are youhaving some bad dreams!!!!!!!!! Seeing Arvind beside me gave meconfidence. Even though I was. So here we were, two for the open road with no place fixed to stay for the night with a ‘see when we get there’ kind of attitude.We’d stopped a few times at road-restaurants which had been fun and liberating for us both and after which I’d become plain ‘Brad’ and she’d become ‘Racey’.By mid afternoon we were deep into the big scenic outdoors, with tree-covered hills, deep valleys and mountains.We’d began thinking of a stopover place to fully relax in when a roadside sign announced we were. He just sat there with his mouth hanging open.Susan wasn't taking no for an answer, she reached over, took the book away, and stroked his penis through his pants. As usual the female of the species was the predator. Her instincts told her she had David reeling in the corner. She had to make use of her advantage. She gathered all her ammunition and followed with a left hook and a right uppercut."You let the twins see your THING and you let the boys play with IT, why don't you want me to do the. She felt his hand fumbling around, creeping under her skirt, snaking up the silk of her inner thighs."Pop, cut it out!" she cried, pushing at his broad hard shoulders.George didn't budge. He didn't even hear her. He was lost in his overpowering lust, his irresistible need for a fuck. He kept mouthing her sweet wobbling jugs, and he slipped his hand under her short skirt for a feel of pussy. Her thighs were so soft.He touched the moist hot crotch of her panties, and his horny excitement mounted..