Betty was the spitting image of her mother, only about seventeen younger.
Betty wiped at her mouth with the back of her hand, as she sat up and looked at me.
As we crossed the Red River Bridge, Betty asked, “What’s it like in that store? Betty was still going down on me and her cute naked ass was pointed window-ward. I couldn’t see the driver, but I knew the driver could see right into my car. “We have to find a place to park,” Betty said, pulling her panties and shorts back into place. She stepped up to where I stood, leaning against the hood and placed her hand on my chest, as she looked up at me. “We’re safe.” We kissed, slowly and deliberately, our hands finding their way to teasingly explore each other’s body. Betty started to drop to her knees in front of me, but I stopped her. She shrieked as it broke and then she lowered her head, as I worked my cock in and out of her virgin pussy. I came to Oklahoma and got fucked, but in a very good way.” We finished off the trip and grabbed a bite to eat, just before I took Betty back to her house. As I pulled into the driveway, I saw Betty’s mother pulling into hers. It was a close call, but one that was entirely worth the effort and the risk.
“it’s just that I haven’t been with anyone and I don’t know if guys find me attractive or not.” I reassured Betty she was a very beautiful and sexually attractive young lady. I glanced over and saw a few cars in the parking lot, but didn’t say anything. I knew the trucker would get an eye full, so I slowed down as I edged up to the cab of the tractor truck. “Not bad for your first blow job,” I remarked, as Betty wiped my cock clean with some napkins she found in the console. Sweat poured from her brow as I teasingly licked and sucked on each of her beautiful breasts. I stepped out of them and then did the same with my underwear, my ten-inch circumcised cock hanging strong and hard. “Oh yeah, she replied giddy-like, “I am better than okay.
“I’m not into anything kinky,” I replied, ‘if that’s what you are asking.” Betty smiled. I slipped my hand up under her t-shirt and on to her left breast, pushing aside her bra. In an instant, she had her bra off and was pressing herself, half naked, against me.
Though the first 10 years of our marriage, she got more and more daring in the way she dressed when we were away on vacation until this one trip that sent her over the edge of extreme exhibitionism. In order to save some money, we booked a water front hotel for a Sunday through Thursday weekday special.To my surprise, she said she was also going to Oklahoma, but for pleasure. The drive was a boring one and I could use the company. As we headed up the interstate, I couldn’t help but notice her long bronzed legs. “No,” she shot back, “I mean, do think I am attractive? Her wink was all the tease I needed to needle her, since she was a single mom and always on the look out for that special guy. “I don’t think that would be a good idea,” I replied. puuuleease,” she said, drawing out the last word for emphasis. “Come on,” I replied, “Get in.” Betty hopped into the passenger seat beside me. Her pocket liners hung below the edge of her shorts. We put our stuff on a blanket we took with us and heading into the surf.I couldn’t believe how see through Linda’s bikini top looked but I didn’t say anything and just enjoyed the view as did several men that were around us.