No cops were in sight. I let the next car go by then looked left and right again. It would be a good minute or more before the next car made it to the...intersection. Gunning my engine slightly I made no haste in diving through the intersection. No sooner had my car cleared the intersection than did I see a set of flashing lights before me. A patrol car was sitting in the mall’s parking lot watching the intersection. The car was hiding behind one of the many landscaping planter areas spread. But not being finished, my fingers traveled all the way down. Up and under to her pussy. Which by now was wet like a dripping faucet. So with my finger going in and out of her cunt. Annie bit down on my shoulder, as her climax goo, completely soaked my thighs.In a couple of moments, both our pulses slowed down a bit. So after spreading out the convenient towel I had, I laid my daughter on it. Seeing how cum-soaking wet she had gotten the panties, I smiled, "Annie! Look at how wet you got those. Har waqt ussi mein ungli daale rehti ho,” bhabhi boli.“Bhabhi kya karu, bohut garam hai chut,” maine kaha, chut mein ungli karte hue.“Control kar, Anjali.”“Nahi hota, bhabhi. Aap hi kuch karo.”“Main kya karu, Anjali?”“Bhabhi, lund dilwado,” maine chut mein ungli andar-bahar karte hue bola.“Main kya jeans ki pocket mein lund rakh rakhe hai,” bhabhi ne tana mara.“Ahhh, Bhabhi, apne beto ko jaldi se bada karo. Woh bade ho toh mujhe chode.”“Tumhe sharam nahi aati. Apne bhatijo se chudne ki baat kar. ”“So, you really do?”“Yeah.”“Is that what’s going on tonight?”“Yeah.”“Can I stay?”“Watch or join in?”“Watch, maybe join in if it turns me on.”Lucy did stay, and she did join in, waking up between Sally and Steve the next morning.On the Saturday of their goodbye weekend, it was getting near closing time in the Cock. Len was clearing away the glasses and giving Sally an ear-to-ear grin on every occasion he could. Lucy was handling the last few orders. The closing bell rang, and people started to.