”I squeezed Kate’s hand as we struggled to hook seatbelts into the right connections. Gerhardt was quiet as we headed for dinner, but Erika was on... her own turf now and jabbered away, pointing out local sites, talking about how Bibb City got its name, and showing us where we’d turn to get back to the Doubletree. Then we pulled into the parking lot of a shack with a big sign out front that said “Ezell’s.”We do have catfish in Nebraska, but no one fixes them deep fried and spiced the way Ezell’s. His mouth and his touch were sending me over the edge. Then he broke from my cock and began moving up my body. Without thought, without hesitation, as if we were both thinking the same thing, our lips met in a soft, romantic kiss. Nothing had ever felt more right and I darted my tongue into his mouth. Our tongues danced, our lips caressed. I ran my hands along his back and down to his ass, holding and squeezing his ass cheeks in my hands, I pulled him down on top of me. Our hard cocks pressed. She moved her hands to the straps of her top and dragged them down her body very provocatively. She reached around her back and unclasped her bra, same thing slowly dragging it away from herself, and for the first time her massive boobies out in front of me. They’re round and sit perfectly, no sagging whatsoever and no surgery either, her nipples are perky and small, with slightly stippled areola, extremely sexy.“Are they how you imagined?”She started to massage them and pinched her nipples. Slowly, and as quietly as a mouse she unzips my fly and expertly dips her hand inside to pull out my eager cock.I try to stifle a gasp and look up nervously at Steve. He is following the beam of his lights, focussing on the road in front of him, while my wife continues to talk to him about our children. Thankfully, the roads are deserted at this time of night and there's little reason for him to use the rear view mirror, though hopefully the darkness of the cabin and the row of seats in front.