I checked myself out in the rear view mirror. Okay so if I ditched the glasses, took down my hair and put some lipstick on, I might look acceptable......attractive even. A pang of doubt flashed through my mind, "I should really go home and get some paperwork finished... Oh, to hell with it" I hung a right and made my way toward my favourtie haunt, The Barfly. It was a smoky little bar just outside of town which made it unlikely I'd see anyone I knew there, which suited me down to the ground. The. Everything Jim owned got worn out or otherwise destroyed by his careless neglect. He'd blown up the engine of the first car he ever had by failing to check or change any of the fluids. It had overheated and he still kept driving it until he blew the head.I agreed with him that his own car probably wouldn't make the trip. I suggested to him that he go out and rent something that would. I was fairly certain that either my parents or Denise's would have been willing to help out with the cost. Jim. When she hit the bottom, she let out a gasp of pleasure, thankful to finally feel something as thick as Simons cock inside of her. She then slipped up the length of his shaft and back down again, before picking up the pace and riding Simon hard. It was a good couple of minutes of intense pleasure before Sarah realized the words and moans that were coming out of her mouth. Oh fuck! You feel so nice inside my pussy Simon! Before she can reach orgasm though, Simon grabs her hips and stops her from. A low moan of gratification rose abovethe sound of the water and it was evident that she was thoroughly enjoyingher massage. My cock pressed hard against my pant leg, throbbing withexcitement at Mom's solitary loving. As I watched this sensual reverie, Iquickly took off my pants and underwear, and donned a pair of Bermudas frommy dresser drawer, returning quickly to my voyeuristic mode.Unfortunately, the water stopped and I returned to the sofa and theViennese waltzes.Mom appeared shortly,.