” The young harlot replied “ok daddy, lets go!” Grabbing her old daddy’s hand, they walked behind the service station. Mom Lynette smiled at t...em as she watched them walking away and then turning her attention back to the boys she folded down the front passenger seat to get access to them and be able talk to the two boys. “Don’t you guys need to get out and stretch or use the bathroom too? Why don’t you boys go stand by the Indian statue and I’ll take your picture like you like” said Lynette.. " "I'm...my name is Rachel," says Chuck. "And what's yours, Jack." "Lynn." "Good, start using those names, if we're like this for a while we need to fit in." The words come out of my mouth tasting like bile, I can't believe what I just said. 'If we're like this for a while,' what a terrible thought, but right now it seems likely. I see the car with my body and honk. It pulls onto the main road, slowly leaving HappyWoods. The park vanishes in the smog and haze, and ahead, as we come to. ” She pauses, takes a deep breath and starts again. “I do trust you. But the other thing you need to know is that this has only all come about in the last ten days. The night of the wedding, after we dropped the happy pair at the airport, Larry and I came back here, opened another bottle and got, well, not drunk exactly, but tipsy enough that it loosened our tongues, and we talked about something we should have talked about years ago.” “Sex.” “Of course. The fact is, it’s never been great for. When he called on her to throat him, she tried her best to get his prick further down, but she was gagging and her eyes began running. She was determined not to fail, so she sucked and licked for all she was worth until she eventually felt the telltale throb of the dick as he started to cum. Jean gulped and swallowed it down, making sure not to spill any, and then licked around the head to ensure there were no drops left. Remembering the instructions, Jean said, “Thank you, Sir. That was.