” I said hardly believing what I was saying. He moved closure, his hand on my thigh. He kissed me, and I melted all over again. “No, not here,”... I said. “Why not, your not shy are you?” He said. I wasn’t. So what if some of the customers saw. I slid over. Straddled him. Unzipped him, pulled my thong to one side, and slid down his thick hard, and oh so familiar cock. “Hey, I want some too,” I heard Suzie say. I looked over, blondie was already there. Soon we were both being fucked in a booth,. He’s just asnaked as I am and I can’t help but giggle. I stroll over to him, I leandown into him I kiss him softly. My lips gently press against his as Islide my hands around his neck; we fall slowly gently down to theground. I straddle him as we kiss it deepening. I feel my lust for himgrow heavily. I feel his hands slide over my bare naked skin, the moonshining over us brightly. My skin glows in the darkness, my tonguecaresses his softly, my hands work their way down his chest feeling hishard. Below is my first story in case you missed it: After my wife (Sally) and I got married we were struggling to pay the mortgage etc. Sally is slim with auburn long hair long legs and nicely shaped breasts - we enjoyed plenty of sex often when warm enough going into fields and getting daring with the possibility of being seen, often behind stone walls next to busy roads and in woods where there could be walkers, we were (as far as we know) never seen.Sally admitted that she is a bit of an. “Please forgive my son his lack of manners. One tries, but his Mamma spoiled him way too much.”Ken smiled, the flat, humorless smile of a true predator, although “Vic” didn’t recognize it for what it was. Ken could sense the four nervous bodyguards checked their spacing – they didn’t have the comfort of Vic’s lack of familiarity.“Sir, I think I understand your son’s hesitance at taking in outside assistance. Caution with outsiders is a form of wisdom all its own.”Johnny smiled, recognizing the.