He looked at Bull, and nodded. ‘Almost home son, you can smell the bayou even this far north can’t you?’ Bull took a deep breath of the sultry n...ght air. ‘Yes sir I can. And the closer we get the stronger it will be.’ They were standing on the surrounding deck of the motel rooms that were adjoining and Bull smiled as Helen came out and joined her husband. She looked at him and smiled. ‘I forgot how good the air smells down here, and listen to that fiddle player. Makes me feel like wanting to go. “Jenna this doesn’t look too bad. It only looks like some fender damage. Follow me over to Smithtown Auto’s on Chambers Street. We’ll leave the car there and pick up a rental car for you. I won’t tell your mother, but you will have to think of something good in exchange for my silence.” “Whatever you want, Scott, just don’t tell my mother. She wouldn't be happy about this at all. She hates me taking the car out as it is. I’ll do anything you want. You name it and I'll do it.” We both got into. A sweet song bird was chirping away a musical tune to accompany my moans of lust and love. It was beautiful harmony. Tam was grunting and breathing just as hard as me as his hands began to roam every closer to my pussy. What I wasn’t expecting was for him to suddenly thrust two fingers into me all of the sudden, it resulted in a high pitched squeak from my delicate lips as I felt my juices slide onto his hand as he thrust his fingers in and out of me. My body reacted by thrusting my hips in. At first I thought it might be the TV, but then the sounds and voices became clearer. Seeing as how my parents bed was positioned just beyond the wall from mine, noises carried quite easily. First came the continued sounds of kissing, and this was followed by quiet but undeniable moans of pleasure. My eyes widened and I came out of my brief sleep fog as I heard distinct words couched in the moaning.“Oh Bobby, you’re so hard tonight. Did you take your little blue pill?” my mother inquired.“This.