.." And you?" Quite." Already?"That was the crunch question. Emma was silent."Mum, darling, what do you think Daddy would want?Emma was silent again."...e'd want you to be happy."Emma nodded. "But only if you and Joanna were happy too."Zoë grinned. "This evening and I get to vote." Yes, sweetie, but please be careful how you vote."Zoë realised how serious her mother was. She smiled reassuringly but said nothing.They turned up at Jerry's at ten past seven.Jerry had instructed Emma not to dress up. I was completely naked on her couch, where she found me rubbing myself just a few minutes before. Her eyes moved up and down my body slowly as my breathing became uneven. I felt my breasts bouncing slightly as my tummy twitched when she touched me. I liked watching her watch me. She was erotically fascinated with my body, I could tell."Have you done this before?" I asked."Not in a long time, dear. Before you were born."Her fingers caressed me with a constant, vertical motion, my pussy oozing. ”“Do what?”“Fuck this little kitty cat.”And I shut my eyes tight as he slowly made his way into me. My “Mmms” became “Nnn” as he spread my ass open to better get into me. At least he mercifully did it slow, caressing my hair as he butt-fucked me. Each gentle thrust got a long groan for me as I took a few more inches of his cock. I grabbed one of my pillows and held it. Another pillow fell on the floor as I grabbed for the bed post instead. He kept sliding that mean cock into my backdoor. My. I could tell now that all the time it had been her intention to have me accompany them at the drive in."You should have thought of this before," I said to her. But it really didn't matter too much to me one way or the other whether I went to the drive in or if I went to the poolroom."Please. Pretty please Danny, I will write your English composition for you if you do that for me. "Yes it was tempting; she was very good in writing composition whereas I hated it."But the cab of the truck is too.