It has turned into a warm, pleasant, very comfortable evening. It's the kind of night that convertibles were made for.Mouse didn't ask where we were g...ing. But I think she suspects that I have something interesting in mind. I never did have a very good poker face.It wasn't very far to our destination. We rode together quietly. But it was a nice, comfortable quiet. I rested my right arm on the armrest and once we were on the road, Mouse rested her hand on mine. I turned my hand over and wrapped. Mom would often need to go outside to get him. His friends would help get him into the house. After I learned about sex I understood why they would go out of Thier way to bring him home. Mom would be woken up to help get him in the house usually dressed in see thru teddy’s with nothing on under it. Giving whoever brought him home a good view of her tits and pussy. I had been raised seeing her naked around the house so it was no big deal seeing her like that. But dad’s friends liked. Larry wouldalways tell people that they just didn't work out. She was totally surprisedwhen he asked her and even more surprised, two weeks later, when he asked herout."Why me?" she asked. He had come over to her desk to pick up some papers."Why not?" he replied. "You're an attractive young woman." He paused. "Don'tyou want to go out with me?"Susan stopped. Larry was 6'5" with a muscular build and dark brown wavy hair.His eyes were the lightest shade of blue she had ever seen."Of course I. Between our bodies, I sensed his cock against my abdomen as my own cock lunged and retreated. I felt him it against my midriff, its swollen mass undeniable. Milly's hand was there too, gently wanking him as I fucked him.We ejaculated as one. I timed it so that we would. Milly's hand had become frantic between us. Holding myself back, by her rhythm and his breathing, I sensed when it was time. I wanted us to vanish together in the bliss of synchronised orgasm. Our synchronised ejaculations were.