Let's get something to eat he said. I went to put my panties back on but he said no! As I got out and walked across the car park I could feel all the ...truckers eyes watching me. It was windy and I went to hold down my short skirt, but uncle said leave it! The whistles soon came from the truckers as the wind revealed my bear ass and almost bear pussy as I didn't have much hair down there.We ate our meal and walked back out. Uncle asked me if I had ever been in one of the huge trucks, and I said I. I was sweating hard and completely soaked. My pussy wanted more. I looked around and no one was visible on the trails, so I propped each foot on the bench and reached into my panties. Two fingers slid easily into my needy, wet cunt and the tips met the lower ball, deep inside. I played with it, and pressed it gently, making myself moan and shiver. I spread my fingers a little wider and began to fuck myself. The squish of my juices was audible over the breeze and singing of the birds. With my. ” I paused. “I feel like what we have is that serious, though. I don’t think of it as fornication, Bobby. I think of it as making love with the man I ... love.”There it was. I had dropped the L bomb. And it hadn’t been in the heat of passion, like last time. I couldn’t believe it. The fight or flight syndrome was yelling at me to run, this time, instead of hanging around.“Say something,” I said.“Can we make love in a dream tonight?” he asked.“Yes,” I said, feeling a relief that was so palpable. They had both stopped and she had held on to him as he had lifted her and penetrated her, coming quickly. She wore nothing underneath! In the few minutes that I had waited and then got up to see quietly what was going on, it was all over and he was gone.My wife was naked with her skirt held high above the waist and cum running down her thighs. She was going to wash it off when she ran into me. She was hot and caught hold off my hand and put it to her cunt for me to feel the slippery wetness and.