It was now after 8 and still 85 degrees. The sun was easing behind the clouds, but the humidity was heavy. Sara was hot and she’d not taken time to ...ry her cum-filled crotch once she noticed the trucker filming her. She grabbed the towel as the light turned and wiped at her crotch.The light was turning green as Cliff eased up the exit. Wait, is that the little red Toyota with the gorgeous blonde turning there at the light and heading to the truck stop? By golly, it sure looks like her car!. My dick left her slick hole with a slurp as I turned to collapse next to her on the bed, my lust gone for the moment. “Whose is it,” I asked in a decidedly non-rhetorical tone.“I don’t know,” Lily replied as her hand roamed my sweaty chest, drawing whorls in my chest hair, and her leg slid over mine.“Well, Devin will be a proud father once again,” I said with a yawn as my heart rate began to return to normal. “It could be yours, Owen,” Lily said to me before getting out of my bed and putting. Well I guess we could all just go to my house if the need arises.Mom said no he wont learn his lesson that way and she gave me a quick wink as well.I suppose Mrs Stevens said your right. We finished breakfast and Mom instructed me to do the dishes so the girls could get to the sewing No problem Mom I can handle that you ladies have fun. Grandma was first to get up and go into the bedroom and shut the door so she could pee.She came out and said Donny it needs emptying. OK grams In a minute.Mrs. I swear ... I think that now that he's spending more time here at the resort, he's forgotten how to dress himself."Annabelle laughed. "I know what you mean. It was so stuffy at Harriman and Nichols; I never realized how liberating it was to be able to walk around in skin. I almost hated to get dressed this morning." Speaking of getting dressed," commented Lisa, "I like your outfit."Annabelle was wearing a leather bomber's helmet, complete with goggles, a six-foot long knitted scarf, an open.