I climb off the back of the truck and I feel more of his cum drip out of me and I slip my panties on. I can smell the sex and I can feel the juice’s...soak my panties. We get back into the truck and I feel my aching holes mixed with or juices and this make me horny all over again. We go back down the dirt road and stop at a little gas station before getting back on the main highway and continue our wonderful day. We pull into the gas station. Chris jumps out and starts putting gas in the truck.. "Well I don't like." she said and with that we heard this car being driven by a lunatic coming up the road."It's Father Rafferty!" I said, "Upstairs quick!"There was this sickening screech of skidding tyres."You're right. come on!" she said and we slipped upstairs."Michael!" Father Raferty cried, as he banged on the door."We're praying father," I explained shouting down the stairs."Well will you let me in, you've a television have you not," he demanded, "And there's the Pope on I think,"I went. He told her about the party, and she was happy to accept the invitation. I don't know what to say, I'm sorry." Don't be, that was very hot, I love when my boyfriend turns out other men with his 'charming'. By the way, nice ass, you took it better than me."I summoned up the courage to look at Vicky. She did not really look angry. It was more like she was trying to find the words about what she wanted to say. Finally, she said, "It seems that you had a good time with John. Weren't you going to. She wore a deep pink sundress that exposed most of her long legs. She was almost coltish and looked like an awkward teen. She wore a haughty almost disdainful look of superiority. She walked to me and gave me a cursory hug.I took them inside and showed them to their rooms. They would stay with me until their house was finished in about a month. They put their gear in their bedroom and came down for lunch. Maddie asked if she was allowed to swim in my pool. She had a charming accent from living.