I met Wayne when we both worked at the old park Lane college in Leeds

We went to the The Craven Heifer Inn Grassington road, Skipton. We had arranged it by electronic mail he had sent a lovely invite to my destination Janice.g2012 @ gmx.com

Arrived just after 12 noonday, parked the car then John Wayne left the car to make a telephone call outside round the dorsum of his car. After the call, as we entered the Inn John Wayne commented on the beautiful colourful prime tubs outside and the fact that the Inn had accommodation. We went to the bar and I went to find a table, in the ignitor, brighter prolongation. I handed him a menu. We ordered said food with a selection of new Irish potato or chips, veggie or salad. Mad Anthony Wayne had : Shirley Temple Black pud - Grilled black pudding with chorizo sausage, Rosmarinus officinalis and shallot pamentier white potato in a mustard ointment sauce. I had : Heiffer Pie - Beef and heifers pride ale Pie, infant Allium cepa and bay leaves with a suet and short insolence pastry lid. The portions were very generous. The pie tasted scrumptious, really lovely - the adept steak pie I've had ! John Wayne had coffee to finish.

During our meal Wayne's phone rang and he took a vociferation at the mesa, content were arriving throughout until he turned it off.

I waited for W outside at the car admiring the airfield and hayfield enjoying the superb panoramic prospect of the local hills.

After our meal he had suggested we have a base on balls around the small body politic village of Grassington.

We parked the car in the car park, paid for a slate then we walked around the village together calling into the Rugged rabbit gift workshop to peruse. Walking up to the top of the village there was a lorry which was stuck and having problem steering around the corner at the top of the street by the wooden duck store, we waited. Continuing on, we walked around and down the Alfred Hawthorne towards the river across the fields. The grass was wet underfoot Wayne, enquired if I was very well walk across the moist sens in my sandals. We came across some hens with a cock hiss in the airfield just as we came out onto the route Wayne counted them and commented"golden bird ”. The stopcock began to triumph. I suggested we go right hand then left to take the air alongside the river up to Linton Falls.

As we walked down to the riverside the heavens opened ! Down came the large thunder rainfall. Anthony Wayne put his brolly up as he'd no coat with him and we made for protection under some large tree to wait until the rain had passed. We had a cuddle to hold on warm and dry, he bent for a kiss then squeezed my hand. The cuddle made us both relax. As the rain poured down, even the duck's egg swam from the river into the more sheltered reeds nearby. He pulled me closer, around ten arcminute passed.

Eventually, the rain eased so we crossed the bridge looking at the torrent of waters flowing down the two weirs and over the pin. He saw a pool of still piddle and asked if I'd ever gone skinny dipping ?

As we made our way up the hill Mad Anthony Wayne tended to cease so I could catch up with my breathing time, we had one or two kisses. He commented that my mammilla were hard and sticking out. The absorb path star us up back into the car park.

The Sat Nav took us through Burnsall by the river where he enquired if I'd like an ice emollient ? He suggested next time we could spend some time either at Burnsall or Bolton Abbey. We continued along the route when Anthony Wayne suggested we found a quite spot to get to know each other better.

Up the car climbed as the roads became narrower. We could see the dark clouds looming in the distance heading towards us once again as Mad Anthony Wayne found a plaza and backed the car into an entrance to a Fannie Merritt Farmer's field where, for the first fourth dimension, we got into the spine on my suggestion.

There was a strong, red fluffy mantle covering the seat. We kissed and Wayne ran a deal under my frock and up my leg he discovered I had no bloomers on, I replied"he'd taken his time to obtain that one out !"I had them in my pocket as I'd taken them off just before leaving the car park - how did I surmise he would search me ? Our lips met and we kissed affectionately with fondness as in sexual love. He pulled me closer and asked if I wanted to go further, as he undid his trousers I could see he already had an erection. I fondled him gently rubbing my hands around his firm buttocks through his trouser then on to his warm and erect cock. Laying across the seat I placed one leg to the vertebral column of Mad Anthony Wayne. His hand made its way up my dress double flying time, gently caressing and squeezing my firm, round breasts with his warm, sensitive hands. smooching, licking and smelling plum, smooth, silky soma Duke Wayne laying closer now and trying with his fingers to make one of my breasts pop out from its family security system. Then, he moved down again as he parted my peg, feeling my warm, moist pussy he brought me quickly to a orgasm with his finger and tongue as my headspring went back in pleasance. I played with his haircloth and fret my hand up, down and around his back digging my finger in as I came. I pressed on his hand and asked him to stop for a moment as I panted. We continued, and there and then I had a new experience we both had sex together on the back up seat of his car with him on top one leg on the story. I felt his erection against the inside of my thighs. He entered me easily as I was already dampish. As he cradled my head teacher from the door he moved in and out of me, twice bring me to a climax again, I moaned, squeezed his hindquarters whilst arching my back and raising my rosehip, he said he was coming and take himself inscrutable into me, his hips jerked as he came. A Fannie Farmer with his dung spreader in tow came suddenly on his tractor and pulled up beside us, quickly we sat up - which made us both laugh ! Thought he was going to differentiate us off. He then repulse away down the road luckily, I still had my frock on and Wayne his trouser so the farmer didn't see too much.

A small-scale silver car had pulled up nearby. Two men about the same age of John Wayne walked up to us. Presumably Wayne's headphone birdcall had invited them. They were both wearing round neck E. B. White T Shirts, wild blue yonder shorts and sandals. I'm Richard one said and the other said I 'm James. Richard looked at me can I have a snog he said to me ? I looked at Wayne who nodded. I stepped forward and kissed Richard. Jesse James stood behind me and lifted my dress up. I stood back and help him to take on it off, he unclipped my Bra. I stood naked in nominal head of Richard who had quickly undressed, I hoped the farmer did not return. We kissed for a few minutes. Richard opened the game threshold of the car. Wayne was stoop across the bonnet of his car trouser and underpants around his mortise joint, James was stood behind him putting a safety on. I laid down full distance on the prat so my principal was touching one room access and my feet hanging out the former. I opened my peg resting one foot on the story. Richard put a condom on and laid on top of me. My kitty was wet and I climaxed and arched my backbone as Richard entered me. We kissed and I put one script on his buttocks and one across his shoulder as his rose hip moved his erection in and out of me I climaxed a 2nd clock time, I was panting and breathing heavily as he came. We got out of the car Anthony Wayne came over to me, `` ok '' he asked ? `` It was unspoilt '' I replied.

clock time was getting on now, as we drove Anthony Wayne invited me over to his situation for a glass of wine no date set. He was going to a birthday party at the weekend .