It was just like he used to do in tight situations in the good old days. He wondered if she was ex-military because she had that sort of look to her.D...lly confided in a low voice away from the others that her friend Polly had been taken by Looters right after the Zero day debacle and was held by them for eight long days before she finally escaped. She whispered,"She's got the scars all over her from what those bastards did. That's why I never let any looter escape if he falls into my sights. I. I could tell it was a left hand, but because of the way we were all laying, that didn't help me solve this puzzle. Not caring, I just kept my hand in place, like I was working a Ouija Board. Waiting to see where it was going next was such a turn on and my dick was throbbing. The hand moved to Heather's clit and worked it in small circles. I felt the pressure increase against her clit and it brought out soft moans from Heather. As the two hands were working their magic, I suddenly felt a third. ”Dad had busied himself putting the hood back on the car, and flicking away what few clods of mud I’d collected on the car. Mom was already busy re-checking my helmet and tear offs. I hadn’t used any starting the car.“Should I get in the car for hot laps?” I asked grandpa.“Wouldn’t hurt,” he said with a wink.I gathered all but my helmet and climbed back into the car. I was buckling in when mom arrived with my helmet and a screwdriver. As I pulled my straps tight, she ran the screwdriver through. The sounds of pleasure coming from our bed across the room, heightened my arousal as the pussy sliding up and down my cock and a tongue licking the shaft when exposed was driving me to my climax. I managed to hold off long enough for the woman bouncing on my cock to reach her own orgasm.She quickly moved off my lap. The next thing I felt were two hands fisting my shaft. Soon after, thick ropes of cum erupted from the large head. The two women were aiming my cock forward which I presumed was.