“Sit on the toilet and talk to me Danny” as she began to wash her body. I sat on the toilet wondering if she was going to call me over and give me...a hand job. Instead she shampooed her hair and used a small hose to rinse it and got out of the tub, and dried her hair, face and chest and back.“Danny, help me dry off? Dry my butt and legs, will ya?”I get up and take her towel and begin to dry them and she opens her legs wide apart and says dry me good, don’t be afraid, you can dry my pussy too”So. " I don't." No problem. I'll give you a little lesson." I watched as Greg took offhis pants to reveal that his penis was pointing straight out inside hisunderpants. He had to struggle to free it from his boxers and then Ihad another good look at the cock I had been thinking about for a week.It seemed even prettier and well-formed than I remembered. I couldn'tresist holding it in my hand, and then I shook it up and down like itwas Greg's hand and said, "Hello, sir. I've missed you." The. The top was still on it which would be a great aid in hiding him. The rear windows tinted dark black.As she got in to leave he ran down to the end of the parking lot and pretended to hitchhike. He knew she would stop and pick him up. He was in his normal stage right now and looked hot.As she pulled out of the parking lot with her music blasting she came upon him. He obviously looked good to her. She stopped and picked him up.Once inside the jeep they made small talk. He lied and told her. How about I let him go and I stay here with you, baby?’ Lois’s face got hot and she ran into the house. Donny, the auto mechanics teacher, was a crude, boorish man who made her skin crawl when he looked at her. ‘Thanks, babe,’ Rod said as he grabbed the lunch Lois had made on his way through the kitchen. ‘You going to call?’ Lois asked. ‘No phones out on the ocean,’ Rod retorted. The door closed behind him, an engine roared, tires squealed, and he was gone. ‘I didn’t even get a good-bye kiss,’.