Daddy wanted me to show off my pussy so I bent over and slid my finger up and down the black lace that ran between ass and pussy. My pussy was so wet!...Being daddy's little slut really made my pussy juicy! I wondered if they could tell because daddy asked if I was wet. As I grinded my pussy on Daddy’s cock he grabbed at the sides of my juicy ass while Jake looked on with a big grin on his face. Daddy's friend didn't take as many liberties with me although I think Daddy wanted him to. I wiggled. After a moment of contemplation, he went back into his study and unplugged the laptop, carrying it back into the bedroom and depositing it in the bag along with the wall charger. He had little motivation to get any actual work done this week, but at least he'd be able to surf the Web and play a round of chess or two at the motel along the way.His car was a nearly new BMW 328I, subdued charcoal in color. The regular royalty checks from his book made it possible for him to upgrade his vehicle. "Oh, I am so fucking horny", she whined."I'm sorry, babe"The doorbell rang again.When Salman answered it, there was Dileep."I'm so sorry," he said, "But the car won't start."Salman motioned him in with a sigh."Honey, we have company".When Salman entered to room again, his wife was on the couch and the nightie was in place. She had a pout look on her face."Sorry about this", he said to his wife."No problem", she lied."It should just take a few minutes and then it will start again", Dileep said.. It sprung free of the shorts and slapped against my belly.Jess adjusted the rear-view mirror so she could see what was going on in the back seat.“K,” she said, “Aaron, ass up so she can pull the shorts off.”Emma’s gaze swung out the windows to see if anyone would be able to see us. Not that it would have mattered one way or the other to Jess. My ass lifted off the seat.Sitting up, my crotch was now easily visible to anyone looking. Realizing that, Emma rapidly yanked my shorts down to my ankles.