I sat down wanking my cock keeping it hard until she appeared again, she stood in front of me, opened her robe there she stood in a new baby doll nigh...ie totally see through and matching G string also see through, this time no bush but a neatly trimmed landing strip, you like she said, of course I said, as wanked a bit faster, as she started bending over showing me the outfit, next she walked over to the TV and turned on the VCR, as I watched there as a couple making a home movie, it was our. Abby and Brad were the middle group to try and impress the judges.Abby looked amazing, wearing her long brunette hair down and a light blue print mini dress. The soft material hugged her refined curves perfectly. The scooped neckline gave only a respectable hint of cleavage.“Okay Brad and Abby, whenever you’re ready,” Farley prompted. They smiled, gripped the others hand and exhaled and tried to ease the grip on their microphones.‘Party for Two.’ Words and music by Robert Lange and Shania. It leaves a hole in our legacy that must not remain empty," she remarkedin a voice that purred like 47 Packard sedan."Listen sister, I know a lot of holes that need filled. Why didn't youreport it to cops?" I shot back.A dark pallor washed over her face. "The cops mustn't know."I felt a tightening in my y-fronts at those words. I may be a flatfootand work just this side of the law, but I don't like to be played asucker, that is unless the suckee is a dyke wearing a jockstrap. "Lookhere, sweet. “Let’s have sex right here.”“Really?” She said sounding very surprised. “Let’s do it babe.” I insisted. She just wrapped her arms back around me and started kissing me. I was already growing just thinking about this. I ran my hands down her back and slid my fingers in between her ass and her jeans. I was able to push them down over her ass as well as her underwear. I had backed the truck in, and we were against a wall. There was the van right behind me, and the door was open to my right, so we.