Unbuckling her seatbelt, which was now sticking to her worse than the clothes that were plastered to her body oh so artistically, the shirt was the ne...t thing to meet the back seat of the car. As she threw her shirt into the back of the car, she looked down at her bra clad b-cup breasts and noticed the hard nipples once again straining against the tightly woven fabrics.A lubricating pussy was again her body's instant reaction. Out of the corner of her eye a silver flash caught her attention.. I could see a wet spot which had dried out by then, it wasn’t all that dirty, but the smell of it was just amazing. I smelled it for quite a while. I came back to my senses when I heard him move around in the washroom.I kept it all back and crawled into my bed. He came out wearing shorts and drying his upper body. He wore his t-shirt and sat next to me.Me: Are you feeling hungry? Can I get you anything to eat or drink?Sam: No, bro, I don’t feel like eating anything. What do you wanna do now?. . his mother was shipped home immediately upon her discovery of 'expectations' ... Trois (Charles the Third) was all things Vietnamese.He spoke the language, played with the children of the city and married a girl of French and Vietnamese parentage ... much to his fathers dismay. Emilie was beautiful ... spectacularly so...Parental displeasure aside, life proceeds, as life must, and an 'interesting' event occurred. Trois was proud ... Emilie was proud.Rather than follow family tradition, the. Now. One…two…three. Go! Please! Look at me!! And then, he looked. Turned his head up from the hood of the car and looked. Straight at her, into her eyes. Into her SOUL. She had to check herself. Had she said that out loud? She was so flustered, she almost didn’t notice him smiling at her. No, not a friendly mechanic smile, but a smirk. A sexy smirk. Okay. Two can play that game. She half smiled at him. He straightened up from bending over the car and started wiping his hands on his work towel,.