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ruining her hair. She had chosen
the short cropped style to keep maintenance to a minimum. Besides,
she thought it made her look cute.
     
    The rumours
turned out to be right. The food was delicious, and well worth the
thirty mile drive. The pub was located on a quiet country road
which overlooked a reservoir. It was surprisingly busy, and they
had to wait for a table. Roy hadn't thought to book in advance
because he had wrongly assumed Tuesday would be a quiet night.
After they finished their meal they moved outside onto the decking
which overlooked the water. The sticky heat of the day had made way
for a pleasantly warm evening. Betty could feel the cool air, which
blew off the reservoir, on her bare legs. The white and yellow
dress was the shortest in her wardrobe, and seemed to be having the
desired effect. She had caught Roy trying to catch a glimpse of her
panties a few times since they had moved outside. Little did he
know; she wasn't wearing any. Betty thought about flashing him, but
there were too many people on the decking.
     
    “Shall we go
back to my place?” Roy said. They were en-route back to the
city.
    “Seems a pity
to be inside on a night like this.”
    “How do you
mean?”
    Betty hitched
the front of her dress up; her legs were slightly parted. Roy
glanced to his side just long enough to catch a glimpse of her
shaven pussy. The country road was narrow and winding, so he had to
look back ahead. Betty licked her finger, and began to rub her
pussy.
    “I'm just
saying it's a nice night.” Her fingers moved up to her clit.
    “You
mean...?”
    “Why not?”
    “Where?”
    “I don't know.
I'm sure you will find somewhere.” She put her hand on his crotch,
and smiled when she felt his hardness.
     
    Book 3: Part 4
     
    Somehow, Roy
avoided crashing as he searched for somewhere suitable. Betty
rubbing his erection through his trousers was bad enough, but when
she undid his fly, and managed to pull his cock out – his no-claims
bonus almost went up in smoke. The recent warm spell meant the dirt
track was at least dry. Half a mile from the main road, Roy pulled
the car off the dirt track into a small clearing bordered on three
sides by bushes. They would be okay unless anyone came down the
dirt track- unlikely as it appeared to be a dead-end. The car had
no sooner come to a halt, than Betty dipped her head underneath the
steering wheel. Her hand job had already worked up a head of
pre-cum, so she licked that into her mouth. His hands took hold of
her head pushing her mouth down onto his cock. She intended only to
tease because she didn't want him to come yet – she needed fucking,
and a limp cock would be no good to her. Roy wasn't as big as some
men she had known, but he was hard. She had never known a cock as
hard as his – it was like rock. Her tongue licked the underside of
his shaft as her lips glided slowly downwards.
    “Fuck Betty.
That's sooo good!”
    Betty liked to
think she knew how to give a man a good time – orally speaking.
    She resisted
his attempt to make her suck faster. She knew he wanted to come in
her mouth – the sooner the better as far as he was concerned. No
way. Not yet anyway.
     
    She pushed the
door open and climbed out.
    “Get over here
and fuck me!” She leaned forward, her hands resting on the top of
the door which was now wide open. Roy struggled out of his door,
his cock still poking through his fly. On his way around the back
of the car, he managed to discard his trousers and boxers. Roy
pushed the dress up her back, revealing her compact little arse.
Her legs were spread and her pussy already wet and waiting. No
preliminaries were needed as he rammed his cock into her. She held
onto the car door as he fucked her hard. She managed to support
herself with only one hand which allowed her to rub her clit with
her free hand.
    “Fuck me
harder!”
    Roy put his
hands around her waist, pulling her into his cock each time he
thrust forward. The sound of their two bodies