He was pretty sure it was a sedan, and that it was dark-colored, but he couldn’t tell much else about it. ‘He has to be drunk,’ Lonnie thought, ...��I better watch for skid marks on the curves.’ After he passed the young man’s truck, Mark Lewis slowed down and continued up the mountain. He watched the side of the road as he continued up the hill. ‘There,’ he thought, noting a particularly sharp curve. ‘Right there.’ He drove up the road a little way, braked, turned around, and pulled to the side of. "You.. Having fun there little nephew?" He swallowed as his hand moved to lightly brush down the boys chest to where he hand was, grabbing onto his slightly hard package. "I.. Uh.. Uncle..?" Atchy's eyes opened wide as his hands moved to push his away. "Oh no boy.. Don't worry.. Uncle Pat will take care of you.." he chuckled lightly as his arms moved to pull the boy onto his back. Atchy's body squirmed hard and his hands moved to grip onto the couch for dear life. "This.. Is wrong.. I don't. No way &hellip, get outta here mom has a tattoo where? You know she had that lump removed from her right breast last year. After the scar healed she had OUCH tattooed underneath the scar you cant see it – even in her bikini. Thats so cool right on mom. Does dad know? Of course he knows. Your dad is not the dried up old man you think. Wow I never thought of my parents in that way. What way? You know anything but ordinary stuck up county people. I put my hand on her shoulder. Any other tattoos?. Chloe spread her pussy lips apart and tweaked her hardening clit. A sudden rush of juice ran down her ass to the bed. She needed this release so bad. It had been almost a year since any kind of sexual play had taken place, even masturbation. Still playing with her left breast, Chloe stuck her middle finger into her pussy, rubbing against her “G” spot, causing her to cum almost instantly. I want more, she thought. She imagined Galleon’s face between her legs, sticking his tongue into her pussy.