For the record, I'm a body and fender man and a custom car painter, sole proprietor of Jack's McBride's Auto Body. I don't own a chain of stores, but ... do make pretty big bucks doing what I do: six figures actually. The job is tough sometimes, and my hands can get real dirty, but I have a crew of three guys who work for me and we make do.The dynamic duo had become friends, close friends, her term; and things had begun to become more and more testy between she and I as time went along. I could. The men, and even the women, could hardly keep from staring at me in that tight and revealing outfit.The morning went pretty well as I got reacquainted with the computer system and cash drawer procedures. We mostly had a few male retail customers who were openly watching my every move. Then in the afternoon, one of the mechanics from Martinez Complete Auto Repair came into the store.That is the largest of the repair shops in our area and is owned by Carlos Martinez. They have twelve. Not to hold a book in your hand, feel the texture of the pages, and hear the rustle of each page turn would be such a tragedy."Come on," I said to Sasha extending my hand to her. She smiled. "That wasn't too bad, was it?" I asked."Nope. It was fun watching you with other people. They like you." I don't care about them liking me. I only care about you liking me," I told her leading her out onto a sunny but cool street."Then you don't have anything to worry about, right?" she said brightly.I. Johnny moaned into her mouth as he felt her hand on his chest, fingers circling his nipples. when the kiss was broken Carol's lips moved to her son's nipples that had harden under her caress.Of course, Johnny returned the favor holding up his mother’s breasts, squeezing them, and sucking on her nipples. To which she responded to with, “Yes..." Carol moaned, “Suck on mommy's tits.”After a few minutes of enjoying the pleasure of her son's mouth on her tits, Carol kissed down his chest, pausing.