Why had she dressed like this? She had told herself it was just going to be a drink…or two…and that she would slip in that she was seeing someone ...nd quash any romantic feelings he might have for her. Her head felt fuzzy once he came up to her, dressed in a nice button down and slacks, looking good next to her now. “I will say you sure aren’t shy of showing off that tight body of yours, Farrah,” “Thanks, Jackson,” she said, blushing again. Why did he have this effect on her? She had thought. I could smell her sweet juices. I moved to get down so I could lick her and drink her wetness, but she pulled me back up."No," she said, "I need your cock in me." I pulled her wide hips closer and pressed my cock into her. She closed her eyes in ecstasy. As I fucked her, I casually glanced over the seat back to check on the SUV guy. To my surprise, he was gone. I thought he would have stayed to watch us moving, knowing what we were doing. Oh well. I stopped thinking about him and just got back. I said, “Stay or go. I’m going to bed. Beth and I held hands as we went into her bedroom. Later but not much, we screwed in the missionary position and I filled her cunt with jiz. She orgasmed with me as she had earlier in the evening.We were lying quietly about to snooze off when Heather crawled into bed with us. She snuggled in next to me and we all went to sleep.It was Saturday and a number of the teens would be joining us at the housse to swim and screw. This tine, there were the well-known. Why not acquire one for our use? Which we did, after a while feeling it sensible to put it back on the market and buy a new one. It meant that any unwelcome callers looking for a second helping would find us gone. And, quite incidentally, over time it showed a profit.Which brings me to the question of money. Mr and Mrs A had shown us that a fee gave authority to the service we were providing. But the money was incidental. We didn’t need it, and I wasn’t at all keen on it going through my books..