"So Damien. You wanna come to a hotel with me and Jason?"There wasn't much question of that. Abbie just didn't know at the time that her former step-d...d didn't have any intention of having sex with her. Yet."That sounds like a great idea," I said. The details about us leaving the bar together are immaterial, I suppose. About 30 minutes later Jason and Abbie had checked in to a room at a hotel just on the fringe of town near the interstate, and Jason came to a side door to let me in and up to. Ignoring her scream and the following whimpers, he began to pound her unmercifully. Soon he could feel the passion rise as his shoulders began to tingle and the pressure increased in his loins. Just as he released, the familiar stab of Leanne's fingers hit the base of his balls and again darkness and stars flashed around his brain but still he drove on. "O.K., you can pull out now, it's my turn." Leanne once more plastered her sweaty body against his back only this time she grabbed his hip. After around 10 minutes my phone rang, he was outside, I met him at the gate and let him in. It was a cold night but I was trembling with nerves more than cold. I chatted nervously as we walked around the back of the building, I had butterflies on my stomach. When we finally got around the back of the building the nerves quickly stopped. I stopped and stood with my back against the wall, before I had a chance to think he stood right up to me and kissed me, a deep, wet, slightly forceful kiss, I. "No, Pat and I restored their sight shortly after we rescued them," I told her."And you want to marry them!?" Aunt Sara asked in shock before taking a good look at our women."They don't look much older than our Daughters, who are definitely NOT old enough to get married," Aunt Sara told us."We'll soon be sixteen, Ma'am," Shannon said just barely loud enough to be heard."We'll soon be fifteen," Clare added but not any louder than Shannon."That is NOT old enough to get married!" my Mother.