Aware that we were in public, the sexual antics were kept at a minimum during the meal, although Sally would whenever the opportunity presented itself...place her hand on the inside of my thigh and gently rub up and down my leg, causing me to get hard from her teasing.The meal was delicious, but we were all keen to move on and so, having paid for the meal, we jumped into our cars and I followed Mike back to their house. We parked next to them and taking our overnight bag from the boot we followed. She begins to slide her hands underneath his shirt, feeling the electricity from his skin as she begins to grind against him.Somehow regaining his senses, Michael pulls away from Lindsay's embrace, as the both try to regain their breath. Standing up, Michael attempts to discuss with, at least as he thought of her, his sister. Lindsay crawls to the edge of the bed and with tears starting to form in her eyes, wraps her arms around his waist, leans in and begins to cry."I'm sorry Michael; I just. Tactically I had let him go to the burgerking parking ... to be able to leave him there in case of an "emergency" without being seen. his answer ... bzzz bzzz ... "there is a black car parked alone" ... And the intoxication in my head starts again and I gasp for breath, open the door and start the engine saying nothing and drive away smoothly. In my mirror I see a married wife who is leaking with her cunt on her own backseat her legs apart, and recognize the satisfied smile on her lips, she is,. ”“Follow me and we’ll go out to my car," he replied and headed for the door after leaving some money on the table. I followed quickly behind him. Out the door and across the parking lot. He was parked towards the back and he got in as I walked around to the passenger side. I opened the door and got in, looking across at him nervously. Once again, that smile, as he undid his pants and slid them open, revealing his already hard cock. He held it around its base and stroked it gently as I.