I have the habit of smearing few drops of perfume right on my lower back, between my inner thighs and over my perineum, leading all the way to the bot...om vein of my cock, apart from the other usual spots. Her breath had given away to her lips and I coud feel her lisp kissing so tenderly all over my ass, as her hands played with my cheeks, shaking the, squeezing the, grabbing them, kneading them and even spanking then gently. As her kisses started giving way to gentle bites I started moaning.. Just as I turned around to head back in to put on some clothes, I figured what the point was anyway. No one near to see me and the weather was nice enough, felt like a summers day almost, so why bother? Stupidly I remembered that I had forgotten to ask the owner where the toilets were and with my piss boner, pointing the way, I could not trust that I could have made it there anyway in time, so a nearby tree would do.I was surprised to notice that after my so needed relief, my hardon had not. I loaded our stuff in the trunk and I opened Blossoms door for her while her parents watched. I got in my side and drove off, back to Houston.“Ok. Say it.” Blossom looked at me while putting her hand on my shifting hand.“Say what?”“What you have been wanting to say since last night.”“What?’“Come on! You know.”“Your dad is a real piece of work?”“And?”“And your mom is a real gem. I can’t wait for you to have a baby if you are going to get her shape. She is hot!”Blossom just looked at me, her face. Independently shackled, her hands and feet are in front of her and her hands are reaching into space trying to find some tactile way of knowing what is happening to her. I haven’t said a word in her direction; however, from the reflection in the window, I could see all twelve seats filled with guys jerking their dicks in anticipation. A huge bottle of ID Glide® circles the table as cocks are being snatched, jerked, elongated, and hardened all unbeknownst to my sweet Claire, save the smacking.