I climbed into the faded seat, the yellow-foam padding peeking through in place. My son took the passenger seat, an eager look in his eyes. He hated h...s mother, too. Despised her for what she was.My daughter went into the backseat. In the rearview mirror, I watched her fingers scoop my cum off her chin and popping it into her mouth. She whimpered, such a whore. She made it look sexy, her eyes flicking up to meet mine through her reflection.I grinned and drove. Fast. It didn't take us long to. Biting her lip, she could feel him getting bigger and harder in her bum hole, really riding her hard from behind, and as his cockie began to pulse and twitch in her tight hole, she let out a wordless cry of pleasure as his fingers rolled her little love button and made her cream. Behind her, Al was moaning in ecstatic pleasure as his spunk shot into her dark hole, filling her bum up with creamy juices. Slowly his stiffie began to shrink inside her hole, and he pulled it out with a small plop.. "I looked at Craig and Theresa and found that they too had been discussing things. I asked, "Is everything OK?"Theresa gave me that smile of hers that makes my cock twitch and said, "Everything is fine, Paul."I hoped that I was reading her correctly as I observed, "It would seem that Craig and Bev had quite a time while you and I had an equally good time on the dance floor."Theresa's smile deepened as did Craig's. I felt confident as I proposed, "Craig, perhaps you would like to continue with. Please tell me that you're alone." Okay, I'm alone," I deadpanned."Really?" Yeah," I admitted, in a more normal tone. "What's up?" I'm sort of hoping that you are, or you could be soon. Oh, Jake – Gary's not here and I'm feeling kind of needy. Sorry, I know it's tacky to call you in to pinch hit..." So you want me to come up for a friendly boff? I'm hurt that you could think me so cheap," I mock protested, while already tossing the comb aside and reaching for some boxers."Oh Jake," she said,.