"Let's try it." Hehooks up the cables, goes back and starts the car, and sure enough hercar starts up."Oh, thanks so much! How can I repay you?" This ...atches me by surprise.Someone actually wants to repay the favor?"No need to thank us," Max says valiantly, "it's nothing." Hm," she ponders. "You know, you guys must be back from college on breakright?" Yeah," I go."Me too. Most of my friends are at faraway colleges so this break kindasucks. Would you guys wanna come to my place and maybe...hang. Her daughter's nipples were rock hard and Carol could not wait to get them between her lips. As her Mom's lips sucked in her breasts, Marcia slid her legs around her mother's and started rubbing her long tan nylon covered legs against her mother's pantyhose covered legs. The sound of nylon rubbing against nylon made Marcia hot. She loved the way her mother's legs felt in the pantyhose. She held her mother's head to her breasts as Carol's tongue eagerly flicked her nipples. "Yes Mom, yes,". Quite possibly, the child Marcy was carrying may well have been a child that Karen herself may have one day had with Paul, had she lived. There seemed to be a cosmic, perhaps even divine balance to it all: one life being made in that cabin at the same time another was slipping away just outside. Having to carry the child almost seemed like it was the due Marcy had to pay for her appallingly selfish behavior. She began to suspect that if she didn't play her designated part in this exchange, if. There was something of the exhibitionist in his wife. He was sure there was an element of that in the thrill she felt.He was certain she had no intention of cheating on him; the thought of going any further with those men probably hadn't entered her mind. But he couldn't help but feel the tables full of guys from the nightclub were phantom visitors in their bedroom now, there to boost her arousal and give her orgasms more powerful than she could get otherwise.He tested his theory. Six weeks.