’ ‘Not at all, although I’d guess that many of the women there have had a bikini wax or two… or three, or twenty.’ There was a certain glim...er in Jeff’s eyes which I had come to recognize as signaling something naughtily significant was about to be said. ‘It’s on the north side of the city, not too far from the racetrack. It’s a hands-only place where people from the tri-state area will flock to on the weekends to get their cars cared for with love… by babes in bikinis!’ I noticed Charlotte. "And so my sister did, but after a few seconds where she started to giggle as well, she began to moan a little and seemed to have difficulty breathing, which made her blush red again and quickly bring what she was doing to a stop."I, don't know if I'm suppose to be doing that." Karen, I'm telling you it's normal, I mean my Mom does this all the time. I caught her once, and who do you think taught me?"My sister remained unconvinced however and now just stayed there balancing on her knees, and. It was called, simply, The Lot. It was ancient history. It'd been a notorious drive-in make-out spot. But then kids had trashed into party with beer and stuff, and the cops'd kept it locked down ever since. Although apparently not lunchtime on a Saturday.Mrs. Allen pulled in close to the shelter of a feral bush, put it in park, and then quietly turned off the car. The quiet ensued for a minute until she broke it. "So? What are you thinking about?" she quietly asked."How weird it is. How it. Awfully rude, was'n't it, arcing up like that to violate my poor mouth? Oh! you're terribly hard of a sudden, Mr. Brandywine. What were you imagining when mother brought you off in the closet, you naughty man? Fucking my mouth or taking Beatrice's prick in your own?"Corky's hips were moving in little involuntary jerks by now, while the head of his cock gleamed with a fat drop of lubrication. Noting the fact, Maggie scooted down until her lips pouted a scant inch from his bobbing rubicund tool..