Finally I can ask her about Sally.“Just have to get my glass of wine and I’ll be right with you honey.”“Okay Mom, still looking for a movie fo... us.”She came into the room and sat next to me on the couch. I figured I would ask her about kissing before we watched the movie.“Mom, I have something I’ve been wanting to ask you.”“Sure honey, you can always ask me anything. What’s on your mind?”I started telling her about Sally and me. She smiled as I talked. I don’t know if she was happy I had a. "Sure Stacy, are the rest of them safe?" I asked."Rest of what Ma'am?" Your hormones," I answered and saw the look of fear in her eyes."I, oh shit, they're still in the truck." She collapsed back onto herrear end in the puddle and started to shake her head and cry.As the truck pulled out onto the highway another bag the size of aknapsack was tossed out. Flower dashed out ignoring the horns of carsas she retrieved it before it was run over."Come on let's get you inside and dry before you get. It appeared she was holding me fast by using the muscles of her cunt alone, although at the time I was sure it was a feminine trick of some kind. In any event, she proceeded to milk the last drop of lingering spunk from out of me; it twas vexing, troublesome, and highly pleasurable -- not at all bad for a fast fuck in the afternoon.While recovering for our next foray into the fountain of fornication, I thought fleetingly of Dorian Gray; wondering how many women he had bedded with all those. " Sue repeated, more firmly. "Go to the bathroom and use a washcloth to wipe yourselves. Then come back out here."Red faced, the boys climbed clumsily off the table. As they moved toward one of the bedrooms, Sue noticed that David was wearing heels, but that Terry was in his stockinged feet."Terry," she called. "Put on some heels, and both of you put on panties. Something nice." Terry and David quickly went into the bedroom, neither one responding to the last command.Sue let out an explosive.