He passed two bags in through the window. Mom took them and placed them at her feet. "It'll only be for a few more minutes," he explained. "I know it'... already crowded in there." It's fine Dad. We're good." Alright. Final stretch." He turned and got back in the car. The tunes started up and we backed out of the parking spot. Before we were back on the road, Mom had her feet up on the dashboard. "Finish," she told me, "fast."I held her sweet ass in my hands, and pounded her, while Heart's Magic. “Actually, it was pretty crappy,” Brock said. “Right up to the last few hours.”Leslie looked at him with interest.“Come on inside,” he said. “I’m going to fix a glass of iced tea and I’ll tell you all about it. I almost called you this afternoon. I wish I would have now. Of course, it might not have worked out if I had.”Leslie was intrigued. Brock’s voice no longer held the toneless quality it had possessed since February. In fact, he seemed almost happy to see her. Well, at least he probably. He rammed her with heated aggression, abandoning any concern for the onlookers. Harder and rougher Griggs stuck his cock deep inside Sheila Wells’ wet pussy. The sensations stunned Sheila as she whimpered and cooed. Her shame tearing her apart far more than his onslaught.“Oh, sweet Lord, oh God,” she screamed. He pushed her down over the table once again, forced her feet further apart, and taking her hips in his hand he picked up his pace even more. Sheila’s body quivered from the pleasure.The. “You need to be louder.”“I was loud.”“Well, yell, then!’I rolled my eyes. Great! I stood up and waved my arms, and then yelled out, “EXCUSE ME! WE HAVE SOMETHING TO SAY!” At that point the adults, at least, looked in my direction. The kids kept yelling, but the parents saw me standing. I repeated myself, “EXCUSE ME! I NEED TO SAY SOMETHING!”Marilyn’s family started shushing the little ones, and I turned to my wife. “Okay, they’re your family. You want to say this?”Marilyn waved me off. “This is.