Seems Emily had a Topic A in mind, too. And, this trip, Topic A wasn't Eddie.It was me."Eddie doesn't have to worry about me, I'm fine," I declared. I...think I sounded pretty convincing. Hell, I thought what I was saying was true!"Eddie says you're spending too much time worrying about him," Emily said. "He says you need to worry more about yourself, and your needs." The kid is bright. Precocious, even. But he's not a Goddamned psychiatric social worker," I told her. "He can't decide what's. Immediately as the shirt clears her head my lips are on hers and I begin to alternate between massaging her breasts and stealing down for a lick of her nipples.Noticing Jason has now reached inside his own pants, I keep going. I reached down once again, this time going inside her panties and began to caress her pussy. It didn't take long before she was soaking wet and I was fingering her right there, though not yet exposing her. After a few minutes of fingering, I mentioned how "in the way" her. “He looked like he was ready to break someone in half.”“He looked like he could too.”They pull into their designation parking spot a moment later and Janet looks over to see Casey with a big smile on his face. “What are you all smiles about?” she asks.“I just realized how there is a parking space for both of us.”“You just now noticed that?” she asks with a chuckle.“I mean,” Casey begins, having trouble keeping the chuckle out of his voice as well. “There is one for each of us, yet we always. He wants me just as I want him. Oh, you are a lucky bastard, Gabe.'A few seconds later, his lips parted from mine again, and he put a small gap between us. "I love you, step-mommy," he reminded me before he began making love to me."I love you too, now no more talking. If you want to say something, say it with your eyes," I commanded Gabe, placing my palms on his butt."I will too," Gillian added.I peeked at her just for a second. "Get off to us, you dumb bitch." Shut the fuck up, Sabrina,".