This is the system that they use for camping and caravans, so you can either run the lighting off a mains supply or if no mains supply available off t...he cars battery. But with the bank of batteries we have, we have no fear of them going flat even if left on all night.I got down to using the jackplane on the floor and Marjorie and Hild were sweeping the shavings up and putting them into the fire with our makeshift pan. It made a great difference to the floor. Now we had no bumps where large. Her pussy ached more than she could ever remember and all she could do was lay there wishing for some relief. She watched her husband drag his cock down her torso, over her stomach down her inner thighs, keeping it away from the place he knew she wanted it the most. Liz strained her pussy up, trying to reach the head of his cock, but he always kept it just out of her reach. A sigh of frustration made Chris take his eyes from her clean shaven, dripping pussy and look up at his wife. A look of. Terry began making a string of lewd suggestions to her husband as the night progressed. When, over coffee, she loudly requested that he take her home and screw her, he agreed and hustled her out as she laughed wildly. He loaded her in her car, then went around and climbed in the driver’s seat.Terry’s car was an eight-year-old Lincoln Town Car that she had purchased through her job. A legal secretary, her firm had handled an estate auction for what turned out to be a real life little old lady. "And your next request is..?"She looked thoughtful, and then slightly shy."I want you to do me like you did Emily."He briefly wondered how she knew what he did with Emily, before remembering the little bit that she had seen."Okay, I think I could live with that," he said smiling at her.He turned her around so that she was face down into the armchair, with her pert buttocks sticking up in the air behind her. He couldn't resist tasting her pussy - deeply- before putting his cock between her.