" Sandy explained."What about your Mom?" Ash asks."Since the divorce Mom seems less uptight and I think she may have walked in on us once but she neve... said anything and we kind of just shut the door and she doesn't bother us. She has to know though." Sandy says."So, you're not going to tell me about Mark, are you?" Sandy asks."San, I just never thought of all the things you're telling me." Ash tells her best friend."Ash, anything I told you tonight, promises me never to reveal. I guess the. In time you'll learn that being a womanis more than just dressing the part it's in the way you carry yourselftoo."Her words definitely struck a cord with me. I was learning that therewas more to being a woman than just knowing how to sick dick and takeit up my ass. There were subtle things about it too and some of them ,Iwas learning, are just as sexy, if not more so.We entered the restaurant and the hostess showed us to a table. Theplace was crowded so they had to seat us in the back. The way. Pretty soon she was squealing and moaning as she slurped and sucked on my cock. I knew I was getting close, so I pulled away just enough to warn her, and then attacked her wet pussy with a vengeance.I was rewarded with a flow of her cum, as I began to go off deep in her throat. I heard her gag, but couldn't have stopped if it meant my life. I seemed to cum for what felt like hours, but was likely only seconds.As I finally stopped spewing, Lisa got up, and spun herself around on top of me. I was. “Oh, God,” Jim said with a sick feeling in his stomach.Leaning down, Chuck pointed down the road. He said, “Drive on down this street until you reach the cannon. Turn right at the cannon and park anywhere. Just don’t block the tank. Dad drove right over the car that blocked him in the last time.”“Got it. Park anywhere, but don’t block the tank,” Jim said. He wondered how many family picnics included warnings like that.Chuck patted the top of the car and said, “Have fun at the.