I kept glancing at his crotch and after a while I saw that the bulge in his pants was growing. After a few minutes it looked like something a little s...aller than a cucumber was creating a thick line in his pants. We both glanced at Shay from time to time but she was absorbed in her show. Dante grabbed the blanket from the back of the couch and put it over his lap. I was disappointed so I focused on the TV for a moment and when I looked back at his crotch he was holding the edge of the blanket. She looked at me quizzically. "It's unlocked," I said. "You can get in."She did. She buckled her seatbelt, looked at me while she did it. Eye contact. "I remember, see?" Yes, you do."She looked behind the seats. "Desordenado. Messy, correct? If you were not messy, I could not hide." I'll keep that in mind next time I think about cleaning out my truck," I said."You may clean it now," she said. "You do not need to pick up more Carlitas."The comment startled me, I guess. I looked over at her. She. Finally, Debbie squeezed my hand and whispered in my ear, “Can we go now? This being a slut is getting a bit old. Our cum has been running down my legs making my thighs sticky as hell, and I smell bad. I’d really like to use your shower now if you don’t mind.” I agreed, “Sure Baby. Let’s go. I could probably use a shower myself.” We said our goodbyes to our hosts and headed for my place. On the way Debbie cuddled close to me and laid her head on my shoulder. She softly said, “When we get to. "Claudette didn't say anything until the garden had brought the coffee. She fumbled nervously with the strap of her purse. Then she leant closer to Heidi a she wanted to be more confidential."Look Heidi, I am so embarrassed, I don't know how to explain my behavior. It was so much fun shopping with you," she began.'No, it is my fault, Claudette. I was being very indiscreet. It's just that .... well, that the fabric was so beautiful, I guess I got carried away." I understand. But it's not.