Well, she liked kinky. She had always walked on the wild side, had been doing drugs and taboo sex way back in the late fifties before it became fashio...able. Her ex-husband had once been hip too, but after marriage he thought they should grow up and become respectable citizens and parents. They had tried, he half managed, but she failed completely. They had been separated for almost three years now and legally divorced for six months. She was well off financially, but emotionally she was a. ”“Wow! At first I thought that was disgusting, but now, that’s just so, I don’t know, erotic. Does that happen often?”“Only as often as any of us cum! I wouldn’t mention it to any of them that you washed my cum down the drain earlier. They would probably be at least mildly upset they missed out on it.”Mary flashed to me “No we wouldn’t. But if it happens again...”“Charlie, you just did it again.”“What?”It seemed like you were talking to somebody but there was no sound and only your smile. I looked across and nodded, noticing that her short skirt was up around her waist exposing her white cotton knickers. I reached across and stroked her clammy thigh. She turned to look at me and smiled apologetically"God, it's hot," she sighed. "I just hope it rains soon." Look behind us," I nodded at my driving mirror.She swivelled to look and gasped."Shit, will you look at those clouds, she said.Just then, my mirror was lit up with lightning."Fuck me, that was close," she gasped as the thunder. " Why yes," said Contessa. "I expect she'll sleep through much of it, butyou are like her step mother and most parents do indulge in the samequarters when the children are small enough to really see or understandmuch. So yes enjoy." But you know that's not the case here of course, and that... that... Icouldn't do," said Lynne, freaking a little."You sure?" said Contessa, pulling some strings as down went hisundergarments."Whhhooaaahhh," said Lynne, almost salivating. "That's ridiculous?.