The sight caused a stirring in his pants. Ashley looked in his direction and mouthed the words, I'm okay. As the truck accelerated, Jarrad's hand rema...ned on the shift knob, moving it up and into second, and then carefully back into high gear. With the knob once again nestled between Ashley's legs, he carefully removed his hand and placed it on the wheel. Ashley turned toward him, breathing a sigh of relief at his uncharacteristic behavior. Brad was watching closely. I can't believe this.. "You tasted good boy" he said looking at me. I couldn't move, I couldn't say anything for a few seconds as my mind digested what had just happened. "Did you enjoy it?" he asked. It took another second or two, "Yes" I finally said, "It felt good". With that he placed my cock back in my pants, zipped me up and yet again, placed his hand on my cheek and kissed me again, this time lingering a bit longer. Taking his newspaper from my bag, "Till the next time" he said and headed back to his. One, we can have a coffee and I can drive you around to your place… goodnight and thanks for a lovely day. Two, we can stay up all night talking about the golf swing and what the best courses we’ve ever played are. Or three, we can get into the bedroom and finish off this day the way it’s meant to be.”Brett couldn’t help but smile broadly as she finished the options. With only the slightest pause for mock consideration he asked, “Which way is the bedroom?”Shelley didn’t pause to savor the. “Cocksucking?” she said. “We’ve heard other girls talk about it at school. They make it sound pretty neat. They say the guys really love it. Is that right, Uncle Jeff?”“Well, yes Emma. Most guys, including myself, love to have their cock sucked. It really shows that a girl cares about making her man feel good.”“So if we didn’t like it, do you think that might be a sign that we’re lesbians?” I knew that at this age, for the girls, the idea of being pegged as a lesbian was frightening to them. I.