‘I thought all single guys drove fast cars,’ Clare said. ‘They do? Actually I do have a fast car, but I only drive it on warm, sunny days. Other...ise, this old beater gets me where I need to go as long as I don’t put anything in the trunk when it is supposed to rain. The thing leaks like a sieve. Besides, what I don’t spend on auto maintenance I can spend on other things.’ ‘Like expensive dinners.’ Michael laughed and pulled away from the curb. ‘Exactly, like expensive dinners. And wine, one. . Ijust don't know!"Gloria nodded. "I guess I can ask that question again. No problem.So how did the poker game go last night?" For the first time sincethey sat down to lunch, Gloria saw Mel smile broadly.Chad couldn't really hear anything at all coming from Robin's cubiclenext door. He knew she was there though because he had seen her goingin after lunch. He was fairly sure she was working, so he felt safeenough to open the spreadsheet where he kept his progress for the bet.He scrolled. 'Were gonna need that bowl later I guess.''Well, what do you want to do? The evening came again. We both had peed in the bowl and joked about how this experience made our bond as brother as sister better. Now we both laid in bed, my sister in her made up bed. I couldn't sleep and turned around a lot. She must have heard it because she asked:'Do you miss jerking off?''What!' I gasped. 'Why do you ask that?'Well, I sleep next to you, and these walls are not so thick you know.' She said while. His fingers curled behind the man's balls, pressing on the spot just behind his sack. He hummed softly over the head as it dragged across his tongue, more sweet precum coating it and mixing with his own spit. His tongue flicked across the very tip, causing a sharp grunt to release from the man's lips. The cock was pulled from his mouth, leaving his painted lips with an audible 'pop'. "Tell daddy how old you are, little slut." The dirty man stood over him, panting and grunting as he furiously.