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 email he had sent a lovely invite to my address Janice.g2012 @ gmx.com

Arrived just after 12 noon, parked the car then Mad Anthony Wayne left the car to cook a phone song outside round the back of his car. After the song, as we entered the Inn Wayne commented on the beautiful colourful flower tubs outside and the fact that the Inn had accommodation. We went to the bar and I went to find a table, in the lighter, brighter wing. I handed him a carte du jour. We ordered said nutrient with a choice of new murphy or micro chip, vegetables or salad. John Wayne had : blackamoor Pudding - Grilled pitch-dark pudding with chorizo sausage, rosemary and shallot pamentier potatoes in a mustard cream sauce. I had : Heiffer Pie - boeuf and heifers pride ale Pie, babe onions and bay leaves with a suet and short crust pastry lid. The fate were very generous. The pie tasted scrumptious, really lovely - the respectable steak pie I've had ! Wayne had coffee to finish.

During our meal Wayne's phone rang and he took a song at the table, messages were arriving throughout until he turned it off.

I waited for W outside at the car admiring the theatre and meadows enjoying the superb panoramic views of the local anaesthetic hills.

After our meal he had suggested we have a walk around the small country village of Grassington.

We parked the car in the car parking area, paid for a ticket then we walked around the village together calling into the Rugged Rabbit talent shop to peruse. Walking up to the top of the settlement there was a lorry which was stuck and having trouble steering around the corner at the top of the street by the wooden duck shop, we waited. Continuing on, we walked around and down the Benny Hill towards the river across the fields. The Gunter Wilhelm Grass was wet underfoot John Wayne, enquired if I was O.K. walking across the moist grass in my sandals. We came across some hen with a cock bird in the subject just as we came out onto the road Wayne counted them and commented"lucky dame ”. The peter began to crow. I suggested we go right then left to walk alongside the river up to Linton Falls.

As we walked down to the riverside the heavens opened ! Down came the sullen smack rain. John Wayne put his brolly up as he'd no coat with him and we made for shelter under some orotund tree diagram to wait until the rain had passed. We had a cuddle to hold open warm and dry, he bent for a kiss then squeezed my hired hand. The cuddle made us both relax. As the rainwater poured down, even the duck's egg swam from the river into the more sheltered reeds nearby. He pulled me nearer, around ten min passed.

Eventually, the rainwater eased so we crossed the span looking at the torrent of Ethel Waters flowing down the two weirs and over the dip. He saw a syndicate of still urine and asked if I'd ever gone skinny dipping ?

As we made our way up the J. J. Hill Wayne tended to hold on so I could catch my breath, we had one or two kisses. He commented that my tit were hard and sticking out. The steep way of life steer 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 cream ? He suggested future fourth dimension we could pass some time either at Burnsall or Bolton Abbey. We continued along the road when Mad Anthony Wayne suggested we found a quite situation to get to know each former better.

Up the car climbed as the roads became narrower. We could see the dark clouds looming in the distance drift towards us once again as John Wayne found a place and backed the car into an entranceway to a Fannie Merritt Farmer's sphere where, for the starting time sentence, we got into the back on my suggestion.

There was a warm, red fluffy blanket covering the seat. We kissed and John Wayne ran a script under my dress and up my leg he discovered I had no knickerbockers on, I replied"he'd taken his fourth dimension to find that one out !"I had them in my air pocket as I'd taken them off just before leaving the car parkland - how did I guess he would explore me ? Our rim met and we kissed affectionately with warmness as in love. He pulled me closer and asked if I wanted to go further, as he undid his trouser I could see he already had an erection. I fondled him gently rubbing my work force around his firm buttocks through his trouser then on to his warm and erect pecker. Laying across the seat I placed one leg to the back of Wayne. His mitt made its way up my wearing apparel two-baser quick time, gently caressing and squeezing my house, round boob with his warm, sore hired man. Kissing, licking and smelling clean, smooth, silky flesh Wayne laying closer now and trying with his finger to make one of my breasts pop out from its home security. Then, he moved down again as he parted my legs, feeling my warm, moist pussy he brought me quickly to a flood tide with his finger's breadth and knife as my promontory went back in pleasure. I played with his tomentum and chafe my hands up, down and around his back digging my fingers in as I came. I pressed on his hand and asked him to stop for a present moment as I panted. We continued, and there and then I had a new experience we both had sex together on the plunk for arse of his car with him on top one leg on the trading floor. I felt his erecting against the interior of my thighs. He entered me easily as I was already moist. As he cradled my head from the room access he moved in and out of me, twice bring me to a coming again, I moaned, squeezed his buttocks whilst arching my back and raising my hips, he said he was coming and drove himself deep into me, his coxa jerked as he came. A farmer with his muck spreader in tow came suddenly on his tractor and pulled up beside us, quickly we sat up - which made us both laugh ! sentiment he was going to tell us off. He then drove away down the road luckily, I still had my attire on and Mad Anthony Wayne his pant so the farmer didn't see too much.

A diminished silver car had pulled up nearby. Two men about the Same age of Wayne walked up to us. Presumably Wayne's phone call had invited them. They were both wearing round neck Theodore Harold White T Shirts, blue short pants and sandals. I'm Richard one said and the other said I 'm James I. Richard looked at me can I have a snog he said to me ? I looked at Anthony Wayne who nodded. I stepped forward and kissed Richard. James stood behind me and lifted my wearing apparel up. I stood back and help him to take it off, he unclipped my Bra. I stood naked in straw man of Richard who had quickly undressed, I hoped the farmer did not pass. We kissed for a few minutes. Richard opened the back door of the car. Anthony Wayne was bent across the bonnet of his car pant and underpants around his articulatio talocruralis, Jesse James was stood behind him putting a condom on. I laid down full length on the bottom so my caput was touching one door and my metrical unit hanging out the former. I opened my leg resting one foot on the base. Richard put a condom on and laid on top of me. My pussy was wet and I climaxed and arched my back as Richard entered me. We kissed and I put one hand on his buttocks and one across his shoulders as his hip moved his erection in and out of me I climaxed a second time, I was panting and breathing heavily as he came. We got out of the car Wayne came over to me, `` ok '' he asked ? `` It was good '' I replied.

Time was getting on now, as we drove Wayne invited me over to his place for a glass of wine no escort set. He was going to a birthday party at the weekend .