I cruised into the parking lot and pulled into the farthest corner from the road. i turned off the car and we climbed into the back. I drive a brown ...tation wagon. It isn't much to look at, but if you fold down the back seat, there is plenty of room to lay down. i rolled out a foam pad and laid some sheets down on it. We laid down, and took turns massaging each other's backs and feet as we thought up more dares. "i dare you to go outside the car and twerk," said jenna. I pushed. But my surprise wasn’t over as you flashed me a ‘who’d have known I could be this naughty’ look, made the sign to ‘ssshhhhh’ and began trailing your hand along my inner thigh and ever so softly over the bulge in the fabric. Leaving your hand gently resting against my aching cock you took another look around the room to check that no one had noticed that you had lightly taken hold of your husbands manhood and were softly and subtly running your fingers along its length. Hardening, yet slightly. “Daddy!” Frieda squealed as she saw her father pushed to the floor. “What are you doing to my dad!”“Honey! Go!” Kirk said. “Run!”“Oh my god! You’re bleeding! Oh my god! That’s so much blood!” Frieda sputtered. Owen reached across himself and winced as he grabbed Frieda’s winter jacket. She turned back to face him.“Frieda, don’t let go of my hand,” Owen said. Frieda grabbed Owen’s limp uncasted fingers. Roxxi handed Frieda a quarter of her fistful of napkins.“Get over here!” Carlos growled.. It all seemed a bit too early, but I was sure she was the one. At 25, I was still a young man. And, at 20, she was still in college. Life was just beginning.One of the first things Namitha told me during our very early conversations was how much her mother enjoyed going through my Instagram feed.“My mother just loves your posts. She says you click such wonderful pictures.” was the exact message she sent me. I also very formally thanked me for it, back then.The next few weeks saw us telling our.