She then dried me off, with a nice fluffy towel. Mom wrappedthe towel around me and sent me to my room, or I should say, my new room.While I was head...ng to my room, I heard her yell for Sarah. Sarah came upstairs saying yes Mrs. Baker. Mom asked Sarah to come into the bathroomwith her. I was listening as best as I could from the door in my room,which is almost right across from the bathroom. I could hear most of whatthey were saying.Mom was saying, Sarah I need you to take off your pretty. I rammed my still-hard spear up into her clinging passage and gave her several minutes of quick-march swiving that shook her whole body as if her limbs with not tightly attached. Very quickly, too quickly for my pleasure, I came again, driving hard and deep, and she shuddered and mewled as I filled her to overflowing and then pumped out my spew.She seemed to melt down between my legs when I released her and then licked me clean and put my long, limp tool away and buttoned my codpiece and patted. Maybe I saw the story differently from her; I envisioned the road trip taking it’s time for the relationship between Phil and Judy to develop. There were several days of driving before the big romantic (sexual!) events in Las Vegas; no sense in rushing things. At least that was how I saw it.I was surprised in a way that Lori was writing a story where the female protagonist moved so quickly, and was so sexually aggressive; quite unlike the way she was in real life. Of course, the writing could. 'Why not?" asked Angie. Mum went on to explain how her Ben was shy, nervous around others, lacked confidence. Angie took this all on board, nodding and agreeing. "Maybe his dad could help? Another man to suggest the benefits of stripping?" While this conversation point was going on Ben was awake but could not hear the voices. The persuasion that Kate gave to her husband to go over and chat to Ben and encourage him of the benefits. Ben did not hear the footsteps as his dad (well really- stepdad).