Meanwhile Claire was humping the edge of the sofa imagining if her parents came home. They did about a half an hour later ‘fuck they’re home’ Cl...ire wailed. Her parents walked in ‘Claire they shouted what the hell are you doing?’ She didn’t stop humping the sofa she kept going after all she didn’t care. Mark was hot and sweaty. He really wanted to fuck Claire mom. ‘hey sexy whore want to fuck?’ Claire’s mom looked shocked. Claire could see her dads cock harden as he watched jenny. " We're standing in the middle of the patio," he pointed out."And you said nobody could see us," she said in return."OK," he said, realizing this wasn't going to be like anything he had ever done before. His ex-wife would have nothing to do with skinny-dipping, or wandering around the house naked, landscaping or no landscaping.While he let her examine him, he did some examining of his own. He'd never seen breasts quite like hers. The heavy globes looked like others he'd seen, round, with maybe. He took off his underwear and got in my bed instead of his. He asked if I wanted to join him. All that talk about sex had us both horny and hard. I slipped off my briefs and got in bed with him. We said nothing. After a minute Jay’s hand was on my leg. I put it on my dick, and took his hard-on in my hand. Without saying a word we jerked each other off, both of us cumming on my sheets. It was time for laundry anyway, so I didn’t mind. I felt incredibly close to Jay at that point. I really would. The front bumpers went into the iron pile.After trial and error on the first couple, it became routine. Pulling two pins allowed the whole assembly to be tilted down by two people so the hood could be opened.While Texas Steel was working through all those problems, there were others.All the MRAPS were made by Navistar Defense Division; half of them did not run and had to be pulled off the lowboy trailers which were delivering them. I wondered if I had bought piles of junk. The only good thing.