Martin's erection surged in his pants. Momentarily weak, he saved both pictures and deleted them from his text history.marty? answer me hon. i didn't ...ean 2 send that 2 u! that was 4 my date tonite!its done. you look spectacular, btw. have fun!Deleting the rest of the conversation, he locked his phone, powered it down and left it in the kitchen.When he entered the bedroom, the lights were already off and Melody buried under the blankets. Cock throbbing insistently in his pants, Martin peeled. ” I also let admin know I’d be out on Friday, back on Monday morning.I intended to head west on the Warrego, stopping in Chinchilla for lunch – at just about noon; get going after an hour; and wind up “home” by 16:30. With a bit of luck, it would be before 17:30.I checked the tire-pressure and the vital bodily fluids and tanked up on my way.Laura was waiting when I pulled up, he small case at her feet. She was wearing jeans and a white t-shirt and smiling. She got in and gave me a nice. All that was lacking was a toilet / bathroom, plus proper power and lighting in each room. The temporary walls would need to be replaced with proper framing and gyprock wallboard, but that wasn’t a major job. Of course, putting in a shower, toilet, and the necessary water and drain connections would need someone skilled in that. I would probably call Paul Ramos.“What if we changed these little storage rooms into some bedrooms,” I said to Lisa, “we could have two single size bedrooms, turn. I got such a rush from his silent, but bold advances, that I did nothing to discourage him. I could feel dampness between my now shaking legs, and I’m sure my intruder noticed as soon as his inquisitive fingers slipped under the edge of my thong. Electric shot through my body when he first made contact with my throbbing clit, and I opened my legs ever so slightly, enough so that he correctly read my approving body language. I held the pole tighter, as I swooned with each shameless progression.