I gave the machine a good shove and the honeybun gave way. I sat down at the table to enjoy my snack, the lady sat down also. I found out that her nam... was Debbie and that she was from South Carolina and they were headed to Mississippi to the casino. The short wimpy looking guy was her husband Stan. As we chatted I enjoyed an eye full of the sexy MILF, my mouth was in auto pilot I had sex on my mind. Debbie hubby Stan walked over and joined the conversation, as we chatted he was rubbing all. Holistically, I was in serious trouble. Sleeping people breathe deeply and evenly. They make noise, but the tent was completely silent. Lisa was awake. There was a slight draft of cool air entering my sleeping bag from my left side. My cotton cocoon had been breached. Lisa had breached it. Both of my hands were crossed on my chest. I was not controlling the firm caress of the fingers on my painfully erect cock. Lisa’s hand, slick with precum, was stroking my cock. A small part of my mind. ...I pulled off the clinging rubber T-Shirt, peeled down those awful shorts,and pitched the whole lot of it down the incinerator chute, shivering inthe frigid air conditioning as I went to the bathroom for a shower.As the water ran over me, I reflected a bit more on the situation: Okay,maybe it was sort of unlikely that Nan could've engineered something likethis; she shouldn't have known where I was staying - Hell, she couldn'teven have known I was coming to this part of the world! And. Jay, remember us talking about kids?”“I do remember that,” he said. “I remember us talking about getting our finances stabilized first.”“How stable is one point eight million in an investment account and a six-figure bank balance?”“Pretty darned stable. I’ve been meaning to talk with you about the next step.”“Next step?”“Yeah. Lena, having a child is a big deal, you know ... all kinds of things come into play.”“Thoughts. Yours.”“You, my blonde-headed wife, are the one who’s gonna swell up for.