“I suggest we heat this up even more for your special man” she said as she put the camera on the sofa, she walked over and turned me around, and I...felt her hands take the side of the thong, she pulled it down and I felt the pvc slide from between my cheeks and the air hit my hot pussy. As the thong dropped to the floor I turned around. By this time she was inches from me and already undoing her tight top. As I watched her drop it to the floor and her hard pert breasts bounce into view, I felt. "hope it was well worth it last night" he said. "Oh it sure was" i replied. He reached over taking my hand and placing it on his leg. I turned and looked at him as he took his seat belt off and unzipped his pants. His cock was rock hard as it popped out. I wrapped my hand around it jerking it as I drove. Nice and slow up and down running my hand over the head of it playing knowing he has not been with anyone in a long time. He sat back in the seat hunching his hips up to meet my stokes. I. Joanna brushed herself up against me and smiled. I smiled back. Mr. Jones said he had to go out for a little while and wouldn't be back until after three. Tara said she may close up for a few hours. Mr. Jones looked at Tara and said okay. Tara closed up the shop and took me out the back. I thought Joanna had gone. Joanna got three glasses down from the top shelf and then got a bottle of wine. The last time Tara and I got together was a few weeks before Christmas. Tara was dressed in a long. She gulped, sipped some water, then managed, "I did hear about some girl." As she remembered, her face took on her devilish Fresh-Juicy-Gossip look. "I believe she's in a… delicate condition." At my blank expression, she added primly, "She made her bed and now she's got to lie in it." Beds were clearly involved, but I couldn't see what making them had to do with getting pregnant.Closing a fist, my dad mimed a horizontal piston, in and out. "Knocked up," he explained around his own pot.