Kayla however said “Kool. Daddy does this mean that when I get my driver’s license next year I can have Mom’s Mercedes?”“NO it certainly do...s not mean that Kayla . . . for what your mother’s Mercedes cost, you could buy a couple of Tundra’s. We’ll cross your bridge when we get to it.”At that, the whole family went out to the driveway to see Rob’s new truck, complete with all the options available, and for RJ to slide into what was now his new ride.“Hey big brother,” Kayla grinned, “take me. As my hands spread his butt cheeks further apart, I managed to get one finger (covered with spit) into the tip of his asshole. I quietly said: "Let me in there." He struggled and his torso fell foward, his ass now high in the air. I sat up and began pleasuring him with my finger and mouth, saying "Comon Bob, let it go. I want to eat you. When you feel my finger slide in, tighten your butt. Use those muscles. Grab that finger. Feel it slide in and out." I pulled at the jock strap on either side. "I looked at John. He can't be serious, right? John didn't seem to believe it either. But we were wrong."Joy, take off your clothes," Soren said impatiently. I bristled at that.Soren retrieved his gun from the table and continued. "If I have to ask you again, I will kill your beloved partner," Soren picked up his gun and pointed it at John.John's look softened. He was pissed but now worried about me.I believed Soren. John was not going to die today and not because of me. But maybe I could buy. And I promise I won’t hit on you.’ She looked like she was in her mid twenties and at thirty five, I must have looked like a father figure to her because she smiled and said, ‘I’d think I might like that.’ She moved herself to my table and I introduced myself as Jared Green, she introduced herself as Megan Stromberg. We talked for a while and she gradually told me that her husband was actually next door in a sports bar watching a football game with his buddies. He had asked her to meet him to.