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When I got home Cathy was all packed and Darlene and I drove her to the airport. On the way we were talking about how much of a bummer this was. Darlene said how about if she went with me. That would solve the single guy thing. Cathy and I both said no! Darlene said why not, she was an adult and she said she liked sex as much as anyone. Not what you want to hear from your daughter.She continued it was not as if she and I would be having sex, and she hadn't had any in a while as her husband was. On Pete's left side was the lake, on my right, and behind us, were woods, so I didn't need to worry about anyone seeing us from there. The road ahead of us was a different story. It's about a half mile long and theres a hill. Anyone walking over the hill, which is about 100 yards away,would be able to see into the truck.Our eyes met and we kissed passionately for about thirty seconds or so, the Pete looked at me."I gotta go, but I promise I'll call you." he said.I looked back at him, right in. With a shiver Kevin pulled back, leaving the two girls laying there, bodies covered in perspiration, exhausted, their tongues again deep in each other’s pussy. Moving up, Kevin grabbed Sandy’s hips and notched the head of his cock between Sandy’s bald pussy lips and then inserted the whole thing in one long stroke. Sandy groaned, “Uuugh,” with pleasure as she felt the last inch push home. She ground her hips back against her husband’s belly in a slow, sensuous circle. ‘Man,’ he thought, ‘even. She believed in enjoying life. There was no indirect indication or anything of sorts from her end.But I grabbed this opportunity with both hands to fulfill my fantasy. I stood up, walked to her, moving my face close to her whispered, “Then let’s have some.” And gave a soft peck on her lips. She did not hesitate or refrain and I took this as a green signal.We dived right into each other’s mouths, kissing passionately and exploring each other. I started moving my hands on her back while still.
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