Within this little forest there are paths that people use to cut thru and about a ¼ mile away is an area that people use to ride dirt bikes. We hid ...the bikes, and were fairly sure we were far enough away from any of the paths, but to be sure we each took turns, one inside, the other outside of the bushes, trying to see if we could see in, just in case someone else happened to come walking along. (I guess we were just too ‘caught up in the moment’ to think about this yesterday.) As I pushed. "My pretty wife went on saying to me, "then, with his hand around mine, he started to move my hand up and down his cock honey, like he was using my hand to jack him off. It felt so hot and hard in my hand and he said to me, Susan, why don't you kiss my cock, you know your husband would like that, what's his name by the way?" Andy I said, my husband's name is Andy, and how do you know he would like me to kiss your cock, huh?" Jeff said "Oh I know husbands like Andy; I know he loves to show you. "Yes." I stopped and thought about it. "NO! It's not because of what they are," I told him quickly, " I'm just afraid to embarrass you." He gave me a blank look. "I get clumsy and start babbling when I'm nervous and I don't want to make you look bad." You weren't that way at school," he pointed out, obviously not understanding."Yeah, well, that's different. I don't care about the kids at school, but I do care about making a good first impression."He turned off the highway onto a driveway that. This man was everything I had loathed all my life. Howcould I possibly find him attractive in the least?But I did."So what if I am?" I said. "You got any ciggies?" 'Ere." He pulled a crumpled pack of cigarettes out of his back pocketand tossed them onto the table in front of him.Feeling self-conscious I walked into the room, slipped one out of thepack and put it to my lips. "Gotta light?" Ere. Light it from mine."I hadn't noticed the cigarette in his hand. I was expecting him to handit to me..