With her left hand she leaned on his chest and with her right she held his dick upright. She closed her eyes as she lowered herself onto it – it see...med bigger now – and let out the slightest of moans.“You’re a quiet one, aren’t ya.”Again she smiled and nodded and then, with a naughty look in her eyes, she said: “It has some practical advantages.”Gabe realized it all too well: A quickie behind the machine rack? Or sex behind a locked set door?Danny had put both her hands on Gabe’s chest and rode. “Damn it driver you lucky bastard, where is she?” She could hear the excitement in his voice. “We just passed the 37mm, she’s in a black Ford pickup, and looking fine as fuck.” The driver waved as she began to pull away. “Oh hell, that’s her behind me. I hope she still got those pants off, damn this is a good day.” Deb laughed when he said that. One thing she could count on was making a drivers day when she road around teasing. A few minutes she eased up along side the next trucker. She reached. So, the Saturday did finally come around. I had talked with Denise several times trying to calm my nervousness and had gotten some of it under control. Tyler, though, got up on Saturday morning and stayed naked mostly the whole day preparing himself for it, he said, getting used to being in just his skin, taking strokes, keeping his cock erect, obviously very excited about the prospects the upcoming evening held.We had been told to dress as we might for any evening at a small, informal party. The daughter is one of my young mentors. At 21, she can wear a lot of my clothes but won’t for long if she keeps eating and avoids the gym. She got her father’s genes and his family leans towards heavy where her mother is one of those damn women who never exercises and looks great. Me, it’s the gym, the bicycle, the rowing machine and any other torture device known to man to keep a hard, flat stomach and long legs. Shit, folks, let’s face it, when you wear an A-cup bra, you can’t afford a roll.