...ce of Max moving past them, But Max got an eye full of Gwen cunt as he passed by and Ben had just managed to pull his cock out and dropped it on the table with a thump. Sitting down he kicked the Rust Bucket in the guts, slipped it in gear and took off headed for site 11 as fast as he was allowed to go. Dame 20 MPH is that all I can do. Taking a quick glance over his shoulder he could see Gwen had just freed a leg from her pants when he hit a speed bump which made him watch what he was doing.
Gwen finely released her grip on Benâ€™s cock and moved to get out from under the table. While Ben sat feeling as horny as before he had blown bolt into Gwenâ€™s face but a bit groggy from doing it. He could feel Gwen moving around and saw her red hair poke back up from under the table. I hope she wants to fuck now as Gwen emerged from under the table. Rather then turn around and sit on the seat Gwen sat her butt on the table. Looking on Gwen started to shimmy out of her pants. She seemed to be having trouble when Ben realized the only reason for her to rid herself of her pants was so they could fuck.
Benâ€™s mind finely got the massage and he tried to stand up. Gwen wasnâ€™t the only one so excited they didnâ€™t know what they were doing or had just forgotten well practiced things like getting undressed. After a few attempts he stopped and decided that that wasnâ€™t going to work and in his blurred thoughts he finely rolled on his hips and kneeled on the benc...