Thinking about your coming out and what you always do for me… I had to take care of things a couple of times since then. A girl can only take so muc... you know!" she said, giggling."Well, baby, it's ‘hard' for you now too!" I said, half joking and half taunting her."Mmm, so it is!" she said, giving me that beautiful smile I so adored in her."So, let's see how much you can ‘take' now, baby!" I said. It was as much a challenge as it was a command. And Heidi is not one to back down from a challenge. Both of them were shocked at the interior and even more so when they heard the motor's purr. On the way back, my father said, "Your grandfather never painted that truck to make a point with us. I'm sorry he died before we caught on. However, you can paint it now, Brad. We get it." I nodded. My grandfather had told me that I would know when to paint it.We returned to the den and talked for most of an hour. My parents took turns being shocked. Karen had an even more detailed knowledge of me than. You are pushed from behind again and start to walk slowly forward, being guided by the firm hand at your back. You are led into a room where the floor is cold to your feet and the firm hand presses onto your shoulder and pushes you downward. You knee, being helped by the hand at your shoulder. You recognize the feel of the floor to be that of tile. You can not figure out why you have been moved, but then you do not have any say in the matter anyway. Slowly you are pushed forward from the back. A large, wet spot had soaked through my panties and the denim, spreading the cool liquid down my legs. Alicia bit her lip beside me, rocking back and forth.And Clint watched us in the rearview mirror, such a pleased grin on his face. We did this for him. Three women suffering for his pleasure. And that only made me hornier. Made me squirm between Alicia and Aunt Cheryl more and more.“Drive faster, Clint,” I moaned. “I need you to lick this out of me. Oh, god, so badly.”“Because you need to cum?.