“If you want to drive a fast car you can take my ‘Vette for a spin.”“Pass,” I said. “Pink isn’t my color.”“You like my pink just fin...,” Liz retorted.“True,” I agreed, putting my hand on her upper thigh.“Uh, before I forget,” she said. “I asked Pete to sell one of my cars so we’d have room in the garage for the Mustang. You can drive it around here without much trouble but I’m worried that you’ll run into trouble out West. Nashville isn’t a big tabloid town. Most of the time, I can go out with. Please, ask me a few and I'll see if I can answer them for you."Sara smiled and then sighed as she tried to pick one of many on her mind. "I've been here before, but it was in a dream, actually several dreams and they were almost identical every time. Am I like clairvoyant or something?"The old man shrugged his shoulders. "You might be, I don't know, but those dreams you had were totally my doing. Normally I don't "advertise" like that, but once again your situation was different than most. . She was untouched, but he would soon put an end to that.He rolled out of bed; stood in front of the full-length mirror his older sister had installed on the closet door and grasped his swollen scrotum. Luscious teen-queen Janet Monty was going to get it, every thick, hard inch of it and not just once he promised himself, as he tensed his deep groin muscles and held back his urge to ejaculate. She was going to get a full load, he promised himself, closing his eyes, kneading his balls and. The low grass gave me full access and I could feel her wetness.I was fingering her with my hand on one side and sucking her boobs on another. Her moans became louder and so did my fingering. In fifteen minutes her body became stiff and bent like an arch. With a loud moan, she started squirting on my floor.We both were breathing heavily and tears were rolling down her eyes. She looked at me and smiled with those teary eyes. She asked me to remove my dress and I did in a flash. She began to suck.