All the excitement and had to shift my cutoffs to conceal my situation. Fortunately I had practiced peeing in that state a lot, so there was no problem once I got into the bathroom. But Rikki hadn't been quite so lucky. Either that or the smooth worn part of her tight jeans that sheathed her _mons_ and thighs was just too thin to conceal the wet spot around her pussy. She smiled shyly when she saw me looking at it as we left. Then I heard a woman loudly whisper: ``Shame on you!'' as we walked past. When I glanced backwards, I saw the `Amway' couple we had encountered earlier. I don't know if she was talking to us or to her husband. He must have been staring at Rikki's round body and her noticably damp crotch. I felt a little sorry for him. He old sex appeared so earnest and innocuous.
You might even consider buying a used car from the fellow. His wife was more reminiscent of a manufactured product. But I still couldn't help enjoying her over-toned tanned thighs, short bottle-blonde perm, and glimmering sky-blue contacts. Hollywood and Madison Avenue had sent their sparkling-clean commercial love to wish us well. Unfortunately her attitude was nowhere near as inviting as the models in the shampoo ads. When she saw me looking back at her, she glowered, seemingly reveling in her embodiment of the archetype of old sex a a sexless, dominating, Puritanical, mean-spirited creep. My lover was a luxuriant Goddess of Sensuality by comparison. Rikki jammed her hand down the back of my shorts' waistband and started vigorously squeezing my muscular butt. I could never figure out whether it was to recapture my diverted attention or to further infuriate and titillate our captive audience. As we eased old sex out of there like greased
Lightning, I wondered what I would do if I ever met the would-be `Baywatch Babe' again. I decided that a big grin would be the most appropriate reaction. The summer sun was starting to wane lazily by the time we hit the road. Rikki told me that all the excitement had made her hungry. We still had to drive another hour to the motel she wanted to grace with our lust, so we pulled off into a Burger Monarch. She had often told me how much she enjoyed cooking and eating and we had shared our observation that greasy fast food can often have a surprisingly strong effect on sexual desire. It's no wonder birthrates fall as incomes rise. Eating with Rikki was the next best thing to having sex with her. She had a large mouth and a cute set of buck teeth which old sex she used to great effect.
Before every bite, she would extend her tongue, run it over her upper lip, and open her mouth widely to receive the meat. Down went a `double-Zapper' and a large fries plus a big strawberry shake in the most sensuous manner imaginable. I loved the way her dimples moved in and out as she devoured the whole lot. Enthralled by her exuberant gorging, I could old sex barely eat my own dinner. Talk about a healthy appetite. I almost forgot to remind her that I'd brought some of my devastatingly rich chocolate brownies for us to munch on when she went back to the counter for dessert. To no avail of course; Rikki insisted that a massive meal was a natural prerequisite for our hectic schedule. Naturally she was only half-kidding. Rikki loved to satisfy her needs and was rarely shy about it. Her parting request...
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