Rootin' In The Back Of The Ute...

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  RHP User

  12 years ago

  But in an Anglia....LOL Tow truck.....memoriesPanel vans.............that one with the mirror ceiling ......:)back seat of the station wagonMinimy little car...........bonnet....drivers side open door... .passenger seat.......back seat..........haha.but never in the monaro and we had at least three utes......a ute why?

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  justfforfun

  12 years ago

  Definatly the tray for room but for bending over the well body there lower - Posted from rhpmobile

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  RHP User

  12 years ago

  We'd just got back from a nice long drive up the hills. He parks in my driveway. While waiting for the garage door to open, with cars and people going past (busy road in peak hour traffic), he kisses my lips with great urgency while fingering me. We drive in to the garage. He puts the tray down. Me standing around the back, holding onto the tray, skirt lifted, he comes up from behind and the rest is..... ;) - Posted from rhpmobile

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  RHP User

  12 years ago

  In the far north west of Queensland. It was either the back of a ute or roll your swag out in the dirt and the dust. The spring may squeak but it's better than a sharp stone digging into your back while the cowgirl goes cowgirl on you.

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  RHP User

  12 years ago

  I was a bit notorious for christening other peoples cars, my parents, sisters, friends but rarely in my own. These days it is my car because I have leather seats and cleaning up is easy...is that terrible to be so practical when having a quicky? I remember my Dad found pics of me having sex that I had hidden under the car seat cover in his ute. I never even knew they had been taken and had a big night out with my sister and her partner and that is when I met my ex husband. My sister's partner must have taken them on my camera without me knowing then I got them developed the next day to show everyone. I was a little surprised to see them so hid them in the car when I showed everyone the rest, left them there, then before I could retrieve them, my dad hands them over and says...you better hide these from your mother!

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  RHP User

  12 years ago

  Gazzillions of years ago I worked for an organisation that had offices in country Victoria as well as Melbourne.This particular man and I had been flirting for months...we met at conferences and work functions.... He lived on a farm about an hour from the city,one weekend he threw a party at the farm...and he had a ute....we made very good muse of that ute all weekend....... .....About two years ago a close friend of mine told me that her sister and brother in law were coming to visit.....when she told me their names,yep it was Mr.Ute......xx Q

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