Here hold my shirt. I said. I pulled my sweaty tight yellow gym shirt over my head. I then put it in her left hand. She was checking out my body. I co...ld feel her eyes on my muscular abs and sweaty chest. She then moved the sweaty shirt closer to her nose. She took a big whiff of my gym shirt. She bite her middle finger this time. She looked down at my tight blue gym shorts. Can I get in now? I said. I wiped my hands on my chest, and down my abs. Some of the sweat bounced on the hot cement. “Pull over.” Thoughts of trying to talk her out of this were still running through my head, but I couldn’t even begin to form a coherent sentence, and I realized that my driving was becoming kind of erratic. So I pulled over, parking under a large tree on a back road in the park.I had barely moved the shift lever to park when Jilly swiveled around in the passenger seat and put both her feet in my lap. She looked out from under her bangs to make sure that I was watching, and then she slowly. “Ok, Billy you get your wish. On me ladies, check your phone net now, I don’t want anyone getting lost. Load up and check your spares you might need them. Somebody get the cars we will need them and tell Mayling to warm up the plane. This could get messy girls, and we need to be out of here when this is done. Now lets move ladies” I directed the team. I really expected to get pushed back every time I called them girls, but they never do. We all had our phones tied into a short range encrypted. John watched with pleasure as Kelly’s skimpy yellow bra appeared and she slipped off the blouse. “…a cute girl in her bra and jeans,” he said, and Kelly smiled her biggest smile at him, stuck out her boobs. “So, Kelly, does Mary’s blouse hold any treasures for you?” he teased. She was dying to get her mouth around that cock, but she took the hint, reached over and pulled Mary’s low-cut blouse down to reveal full and pert breasts, the nipples already poked out. “Ummm, tasty, I’ll bet. Wanta.