Straight Female / 57
GILF Confessing 2
Since I've had good feedback through the gr**e vine from my first confession, (# 74907) I'll tell you some more.
This again is from when I was with Dave.
Maybe somebody out there knows and can tell me, but,Dave used to drive me in his lorry up to Watford. We'd park up in a big car park.I'm no good at directions so I couldn't tell you any more than it was a really big car park in Watford.Petrol station at one side.
Anyways, Dave had a mattress in back of his lorry and I was entertain his friends again.
He told me they were his mates, but, I knew they all couldn't have known him, but, I got that that is just how it worked for him.I wasn't going to mince words.I was all tarted up as usual, but, when we did this, I was to put on about double the make up I usually wore and I wasn't shy of putting enough on to make sure I looked the tart,best of times.
Over space of a couple of summers, I must have done about 50 or 60 guys, as back of Dave's lorry,with both back doors wide open, faced a field.I'm my back or on all fours, I just didn't want to let him down.
I do remember polaroid camera getting used a lot back then.And it wasn't like it is today camera in everybody's pockets.When someone had a camera, you tended to pose a bit.Make it special.
Dave would tease me just a bit,that even with a cock in me, I was a show off.
Another time, Dave took me and my son to a holiday camp (I won't name) and he asked me to get to know the entertainer in very good shape, that was dressed as Tarzan.
This was because as he came around through the tables, sitting on peoples laps for a photographs,I shot Dave a look as if to ask him Yes or No.
Dave gave me a wink and that's all I needed to know.We saw a couple of women who laps he sat on make a big playful scene, like, Yes please!!!. All giggles. I almost sneered at them,as they're the sort, whose husbands come pay to see me, because the fancy never takes them!.
As Tarzan got closer, I made sure to catch his eye as he got closer and as he sat on my lap,I put my arms around him and made a real grab at his loincloth (Cock).I could feel he had a generous helping!.When the photographer aimed his camera at us, I pretended to clumsily open my legs from him sitting on my lap, but, I noticed he must have seen something he liked, because unlike all the snaps he took so far,he took a step forward and leaned down to take this snap.(This all happened in seconds, but,photographer seemed almost panic'd as if he thought he'd miss the shot he wanted.I made sure in those few seconds he got what he wanted on film!)
Me laughing away like all those around me,all in good fun.But, Tarzan stopped dead for a long second as he realised what I was like, him shooting Dave a look as if to say, Are you sure!!!.Can you see what she is doing???
Dave just looked at Tarzan as if to say, Thats my girl.
Anyway, 15 minutes later, Tarzan was all dressed and back at our table and asking where to send the photograph should it come out ok. But, I got straight to the point and Tarzan fucked me in our chalet. When I left the hall with him,I was getting very suspicious looks, but that was nothing compared to looks I got half hour later walking back into the hall,all dishevelled and make up smudged and smeared.One woman even snapped her head away, as if to say, "She did, the dirty cow".
I tried to catch her eye again,rest of evening, as if to say, Yeah,I bloody well did,what of it". But I couldn't get he to look at me.Hahaha
I did think to fix my make up,but, I knew Dave would prefer it if I didn't!.
This again is from when I was with Dave.
Maybe somebody out there knows and can tell me, but,Dave used to drive me in his lorry up to Watford. We'd park up in a big car park.I'm no good at directions so I couldn't tell you any more than it was a really big car park in Watford.Petrol station at one side.
Anyways, Dave had a mattress in back of his lorry and I was entertain his friends again.
He told me they were his mates, but, I knew they all couldn't have known him, but, I got that that is just how it worked for him.I wasn't going to mince words.I was all tarted up as usual, but, when we did this, I was to put on about double the make up I usually wore and I wasn't shy of putting enough on to make sure I looked the tart,best of times.
Over space of a couple of summers, I must have done about 50 or 60 guys, as back of Dave's lorry,with both back doors wide open, faced a field.I'm my back or on all fours, I just didn't want to let him down.
I do remember polaroid camera getting used a lot back then.And it wasn't like it is today camera in everybody's pockets.When someone had a camera, you tended to pose a bit.Make it special.
Dave would tease me just a bit,that even with a cock in me, I was a show off.
Another time, Dave took me and my son to a holiday camp (I won't name) and he asked me to get to know the entertainer in very good shape, that was dressed as Tarzan.
This was because as he came around through the tables, sitting on peoples laps for a photographs,I shot Dave a look as if to ask him Yes or No.
Dave gave me a wink and that's all I needed to know.We saw a couple of women who laps he sat on make a big playful scene, like, Yes please!!!. All giggles. I almost sneered at them,as they're the sort, whose husbands come pay to see me, because the fancy never takes them!.
As Tarzan got closer, I made sure to catch his eye as he got closer and as he sat on my lap,I put my arms around him and made a real grab at his loincloth (Cock).I could feel he had a generous helping!.When the photographer aimed his camera at us, I pretended to clumsily open my legs from him sitting on my lap, but, I noticed he must have seen something he liked, because unlike all the snaps he took so far,he took a step forward and leaned down to take this snap.(This all happened in seconds, but,photographer seemed almost panic'd as if he thought he'd miss the shot he wanted.I made sure in those few seconds he got what he wanted on film!)
Me laughing away like all those around me,all in good fun.But, Tarzan stopped dead for a long second as he realised what I was like, him shooting Dave a look as if to say, Are you sure!!!.Can you see what she is doing???
Dave just looked at Tarzan as if to say, Thats my girl.
Anyway, 15 minutes later, Tarzan was all dressed and back at our table and asking where to send the photograph should it come out ok. But, I got straight to the point and Tarzan fucked me in our chalet. When I left the hall with him,I was getting very suspicious looks, but that was nothing compared to looks I got half hour later walking back into the hall,all dishevelled and make up smudged and smeared.One woman even snapped her head away, as if to say, "She did, the dirty cow".
I tried to catch her eye again,rest of evening, as if to say, Yeah,I bloody well did,what of it". But I couldn't get he to look at me.Hahaha
I did think to fix my make up,but, I knew Dave would prefer it if I didn't!.
