After dinner Jackie and Mike were talking about what happened earlier. "Hey how 'bout that guy earlier. I can't belive he thought he couldescape. I me...n after all why would anyone want to leave this place;you've got all the cock you can suck and a full wardrobe of really greatclothes to wear," said Jackie."Well I guess I sort of see his point. After all when I first got here Iwanted to escape too. I didn't want wear theses clothes and I especiallydidn't want to suck a man's cock, but now I'm. “You know what I’m talking about. I figured it out on my own because you couldn’t even tell your best friend the whole truth. It took me a while, but I put two and two together, and bam! I know who your Mr. Hot-lanta is!” “Billie, come on. What are you talking about?” “It was only after he told me that he attended the same conference in Atlanta, and then how he zipped up when I asked him about running into you. You little slut, you slept with Kent James.” Billie said with a smile. “I don’t know. He was nervous, wondering if there were any strangers or cops lurking around. He felt comfortable, but he didn’t want to feel too comfortable. Then once she began to form a rhythm, she was bobbing her head up and down on his cock, giving him the dying urge to fuck her, but how? The car was rather a small sedan. The only place where he could fuck her was in the back seat or her seat. He uttered, “You ready to fuck?” “Mmmhmm…” she said while bobbing her head up and down. She popped his cock out. Not able to masturbate for fear of waking my stepmom, again. I was resigned to lay there, perplexed and horny. The morning finally came. I smelled breakfast, bacon and eggs. Hurriedly, I threw on a t-shirt and went downstairs. "Hi, honey," mom said."Did you sleep well?" Was it all a dream? Or did my stepmom just not want to talk about the awkward encounter of last night? I figure I'd play along," I slept ok. How about you?" "Great," she replied and handed me a plate. I ate quickly, not saying.