This was going to be harder than I thought.I opened the sliding side door and tried the position we would be using for sex. Wow, not even close. I wou...d have to put the seats down. I opened the lift gate in the rear, only to find cases of soda and luggage. Fuck, now what do we do? I put the seats halfway down, grabbed the freight, and shoved it into the passenger area, which allowed me to completely lower the rear seats. I left the lift gate open for ventilation.I got my lovely wife out of her. " She paused, andwondered "How many parents would do that?"She took a sugar shaker from the wire rack and poured a few granules onthe tabletop, drawing abstract patterns in the grains with her fingers.Then she looked up, resolutely meeting his gaze. "Like most LGBTQIpeople, Rick, my childhood sucked. I don't know how much you remember, orif you were even aware of it while it was going on, but, being femme likeI was, I got bullied a lot."Rick started to respond but she held up a hand and went. Need to cum. Mistress slowly and delicately begins pulling her finger back out of Ashley's clenched hole. Ashley relaxes slightly, but feel's Mistress' finger tip stop before exiting her body. Mistress then plunges the finger back inside Ashley, causing her to gasp. The finger presses down against the swollen glands again and Ashley gushes sweet liquid from her cunt. It slowly drips down the inside of her thighs. Ashley's eyes become wild as Mistress finger-fucks her ass. She can feel herself. " Well, make yourself at home," I said unnecessarily. "I've got some laundry to do. Paul, can you help me?"Paul hesitated only an moment before he nodded assent. He knew that I didn't need any help, but instantly knew that I wanted some time alone with him. So he bent down and kissed the two women, and we went downstairs."Paul," I said. "I'm glad I met her. You three have a lot of catching up to do, so I'll sleep in the guest room tonight." God, Emily. Thank you. I was going to ask you to, but.