” I said.“Deal.” She said.She watched me drawing after I shifted back in my seat. To be honest, the feeling of relief I was getting from knowing...I was about to spill the beans about my situation, it was awesome. Meagan kept leaning against me as she watched me just drawing anything that came to mind. Soon the plane landed, and Meagan seemed to want to keep me close by. She stayed by my side all the way to the rental car area, and when we got into the van, she sat next to me.My mother drove us. She moaned deep in her throat as he caressed her pulsating pussy, his finger flicking over her throbbing clit as his dick pulsed to the same rhythm as he flicked her clit with his fingers. She tore off her lingerie with impatient fingers as he climbed onto the bed his dick aching for her wet pussy. She climbed onto the bed sliding her hands over his shaft as she began to stroke it, all the while talking dirty to him to get him excited. "You like that don’t you baby? You want to feel yourself. " But it was like he was afraid to say anything else. It was like he'd changed his mind. Well, I just sat there with him, and waited. Finally, he did start to talk, again."Jenny. When my wife, Sarah, was alive, we had us a good life together. I mean -- all of it. The sex, too -- you know?"Well, I didn't know what to say to that, so I didn't say nothing at all. But I tried not to look shocked or disgusted, or anything like that. I figured old Bill was gonna be asking me for sex, and he was. In my stupor, it took a few seconds for me to connect the tightness to the powerful expansion of my cock. She felt it against her leg, stepped back and glanced down. With a Mona Lisa smile, she took my hand and led me to the stairs.I had been in her room before, momentarily and innocently, but this was the first time I really looked at it, and I could tell that it had been redone. It was all girl, or maybe even all woman. How did her parents let her fix up a room that looked like a bordello?.