I parked and shut off the car.Man there was a lot of car’s pulling in and out I thought to myself. As soon as I turned the key off she immediately s...arted tugging at my zippered pants. She got them open and couldn’t start blowing me fast enough. A sigh of relief came over her she tasted the head of my cock. As my head leaned back and my eyes closed I heard a noise outside, a squeak of car brakes.A car was parking next to us, backing in to the space. And on the other side another car was already. As these sessions went on, I began 2 have all kinds of other fantasies. Like she was my sex toy. I figured anyone cud sneak in2 the room, slip their cock in2 her and she wud have no idea it wasnt me!We like 2 picnic in a park outside town. Theres a secluded lake. Most people go 2 a beach on the other side of the lake but we picnic and read on the grass under the trees. We're almost always alone.We watched the sun set, drank wine. I began 2 think how exciting it wud be 2 tie her up right there.. "I'd forgotten to bringthese up with the rest of your clothes. You probably should avoidwearing a sneaker on your sprained foot for today. If you feel funnyjust having one on your good foot, I think it would be okay to go aroundin your stocking feet today." I ain't wearing stockings ... am I?" I actually looked down to check,but all I saw were white tube socks."No, sweetie. Stocking feet just means you're wearing socks withoutshoes." Aunt Joan adjusted my shirt, although there didn't seem to. “But those will be some nasty bruises on your back and on your neck.” He motions with a finger toward her neck area.“Nothing I can’t handle,” she counters. “I mean we have had some...”Spencer interrupts her, reaching up and sliding his hand into the back of her hair. He gives her one of the most passionate kisses he has ever given to her before. Sam feels completely weak. When he is done, she is still stuck in the moment because she is still sitting there with her lips pursed to be kissed.