Jack's Diner looked exactly like you'd imagine a diner in a one stoplight town like Rawhide would, except this was two of them laid together in an 'L'...shape. Pope's Flight, and that was what everyone called it by the way, held court at a huge table that took up the entire top of the 'L'. Breakfast itself was a huge pile of pancakes, hash browns and sausages which everyone fished off the platters in the middle of the table with casual and frequent stabs of their forks. There was a large coffee. I am so thankful for wearing these jeans. I pull my top up a little bit at the front showing a bit of my stomach to everyone. My eyes are trained on you, I see you lick your lips as my fingers graze over my stomach and dip slightly into the waist band of my jeans. I turn my back to you, pushing my arse into your view and I can't tell whether you're watching me anymore. I grab the bar guy's attention and order myself another drink. So, here I am sitting at a bar alone, having a drink, watching. She must have thought we were still outside because we could hear her say, "Daddy, I have wanted to do...all this for so long! With a wicked grin that matched the ones Darlene gave me at her most lascivious moments, Melody started licking his prick. We watched as she took his cock all the way down her throat. Eddie was grinning and playing with her hair. "Honey, I have fantasized about doing this for longer than I want to admit. We would have gotten there that night if your Mother hadn't. .I nearly jumped for joy,as since moving in with my lady I've had no instances of visiting and borrowing the odd pair of panties, for er! Private moments.Anyway I was hoping that I'd get to the panties before they were put in the wash, so i could smell that georgeous pussy/pee smell that lady's produce but sadly that didn't happen, although I'm glad as some of the items were her teenage grandaughters and It felt wrong even thinking about sniffing them.There were a few pairs of panties, and.