Joan’s hand closed around Jack’s cock and squeezed as she thought about her jealousy at having caught Billy and her mother in such a compromising position. She didn’t open her eyes, just moved her hand while holding Jack’s cock through his pants.
Jack slipped his hand inside Joan’s bra and worked his fingers around her titty. She neither moved away nor pulled his hand out as she usually did. He began kneading the mound, making her nipple stand out and feel rubbery against his palm.
Jack was so surprised he almost lost control of the car when he felt his zipper being pulled down. He sucked in his gut to help as much as he could without putting his hand on hers and maybe frightening her out of whatever mood was making her open his trousers.
“Jack, can we go somewhere? I’ve got my head on straight now.” She pushed her hand in through his open fly and found the slit in his shorts. She pushed one finger through and let it rest against his hard cock.
“Uncle Dan’s farm is right up here. Do you want to ride down to the river? I have the key to the gate.”
“Is that where we used to go swimming when we were kids?”
“That’s right.” He squeezed her titty.
“Yes. Let’s go down there.” She started trying to pull his cock out through the opening in his shorts but found that his stiff prick wouldn’t bend enough.
Jack pulled off onto a narrow trail and stopped before a gate in a fence. He got out and opened the gate and Joan pulled the car through and stopped and waited while he closed and locked the gate and came back to the car. As he got back in, he pulled at his pants and shorts. His cock stood up just inside his open fly.
Joan reached over and pulled his bulging cock out of his pants as soon as he sat down. She wrapped her hand around it and leaned against his chest, looking down at his hard prick as he drove on down the trail.
When he put his arm back around her and slipped his hand down into her blouse again he discovered that she had unhooked her bra. He slipped his hand easily over her titty and squeezed it, then moved his hand over to the other one and spread his hand over it until her nipple was against his palm. Joan held his cock and Jack held her tit, as they rode the half-mile to the river.
“Jack, honey, you’ve got the biggest cock I’ve ever seen. Even the one I saw in that movie with Annette last month wasn’t that big.”
He pushed her back up in the seat and unbuttoned her blouse, pushing it off her shoulders and waiting while she struggled out of it. Next he pulled her bra straps off her shoulders and slipped it forward as she held her arms out. Before he could reach for the catch and zipper on her jeans she was pulling at the buttons on his shin, ripping one off when she couldn’t get it unbuttoned as fast as she wanted.
She reached for his belt but he overpowered her thin arms and unbuttoned her jeans and pulled her zipper down. She wiggled her ass around on the seat and he pulled them down and off her feet. She lifted her butt and he had her panties off in one move. Her shoes had come off in the legs of her jeans and she sat totally nude before him.