. well it would take several days. Zeus didn't want to speed along. He wanted to take the scenic route.We stopped for several days in Chicago. Shikhah...hgo, as I believe it is pronounced. Arti went shopping and Zeus surprised me by doing the same. He had not left Arti's side for many days, but on this day he didn't want her company. My tracking of his GPS showed that he went to several jewelry stores.When we left Chicago the next day, he requested 'Pride and Joy' by Stevie Ray Vaughn, for out. Her skin was the polished black of a west coast African and her clothes looked as though they cost as much as the Ferrari. She tossed a Michael Kors "Skorpio" satchel handbag into the car, not caring if she scuffed either the bag or the car's upholstery. "Back soon, darling" she called to Norman before peering momentarily over seasonally unnecessary sunglasses at Freddie and sliding into the car in a movement that seemed like she was pouring her legs into the foot well.A spatter of gravel hit. You don't look busy and I'm not." "You promise, soaping only." "I promise, Alex, I promise." "Well, Mom and Dad's shower is bigger. We're not little kids any more." "Especially you, Alex. You're really big on top. And beautiful, too." Well, you might as well have a preview," as I reached across my midriff and pulled off my tee. My nipples were swollen and rock-hard. "Hope you're not disappointed." "Oh, Alex, you are beautiful and your breasts are perfect." "They are nice, aren't they? Let's go. My wife told me to get a few copies. I returned with three of the most recent magazines, and the girls started to leaf through them. One of them, squeezing my butt again, asked me which model I liked best while pointing to a muscular young stud with a giant uncircumcised cock on half mast, the tip of the cock peeking out of its foreskin hood. Between the squeezing of my butt and the embarrassing comments about me and my Playgirl subscription, I started to get a huge erecting straining against.