This time it was Jane Pendleton, who offered to give Mindy a ride home, since Mindy’s car was still parked at the school. Mindy had tried to manufac...ure a reason for Bobby to visit her, by suggesting that Jane could give him the car keys and he could drive it to the hospital and park it. Then he could deliver the keys back to her. Jane’s response was, “Nonsense. I’d be happy to take you home. Or I can take you to your car. You choose.”Once again, events conspired to keep the lovers apart. So it. She was so wet that there was virtually no friction between her velvety walls and the head of my cock, and in one slow thrust, I was buried inside her to the hilt, my pubic bone grinding on her engorged clit.We began a luxurious rhythm of our hips, perfectly synchronized, with more passion than lust. God, how I loved this woman! All I could think about was giving her all the pleasure I was capable of sharing. We gently thrust against each other for several minutes before I felt Angelina start. . and wouldn't you know, the GODS were with me (and us) on this evening ... the only car in the driveway was the black FALCON.My stepfather had put up an outdoor portable light, streaming from above, into the engine area of the car. I went to grab my bike, with my beautiful girl alongside. My stepfather looked up, and put 1-and-1 together. "Hey young lady, uhhh ... suppose I put the hood down, and you two jump in the car – let's get you home..." Carly's bike fit nicely into our trunk, then the. Checking my phone, I find no texts nor calls and begin to fret even more, then the doorbell rings and I freeze. Composing myself, I smooth down my dress and run fingers through my hair, going to answer the door. I peep through the spy hole first and feel a rush of dizzy happiness on seeing his handsome face. Opening the door, I will words to come to my tongue in order to greet my young lover. “Hello Jack, glad to see you’ve got here safe and sound.” “Good day Miss Penelope.” Jack’s voice is.