Jenny turned away from my cock to look at Angela watching us. “Do you want a go?”“Ok,” said Angela as she slowly got down on her knees in fron... of me beside Jenny. I couldn’t believe this was happening. Was I dead? Is this what heaven is?Angela took hold of my cock from Jenny and proceeded to lick the wet tip where her daughter had been sucking and licking. I honestly couldn’t tell you who was better. The whole experience was blurring into one euphoric explosion of dizzying pleasure. I do know. Of course, I know nothing about cars so I haven't a hope of fixing it and I am really upset and don't know what to do.It is cold and raining so my clothes are wet and my blouse is sticking to my breasts which show almost through the thin material as I am not wearing a bra and the cold makes my nipples stand out, large and hard. As I stand there in despair, I hear a deep sexy voice right behind me and almost jump out of my skin!It is a trucker who has seen me unable to do much and come over to. She had called me Sam. Right? I hadn't just misheard her.Sam. Of course, the rest of the short, brutal call was exactly of the type amega-bitch like Jennifer Winters would have with one of her subordinates.She'd talked to me (well, down to me, technically), just as I'd heard hertalk to the rest of the cheer squad a hundred times before.The more I thought about it, the more I became convinced my imagination hadcaused me to hear the wrong name.Okay, maybe not actually convinced. More like, trying. In fact, as far as my sister-in-law is concerned, I have not been a nice guy for over three months now. I had been hoping for another three years, but, thankfully, I won't be getting them - at least not the way I planned.First, let me tell you about Candy - she is a walking wet dream. How my doofus brother ever ended up with her is beyond me. She is 5'9", 120 pounds, and 36-25-37 with flaming red hair and bright green eyes that melt your insides when you look into them.I lost my nice guy status.