She flashed Derek a winning smile and shook the proffered hand, her own small one vanishing into the mechanic’s large, grease-stained paw.“What’... up with it then love?” Derek asked.“There’s a light on the dash, my mate says it’s the check engine light.”“Ok, give me a couple of minutes. You can go and sit back there,” he said, pointing. “Kettle’s just boiled, help yourself.”Faith found the cleanest mug out of a bad bunch and made herself a brew, hope warring with realism. “Please don’t be. Didn’t want to smell bad, ya know!?’ I looked at Danalyn and she was starting to get a little uncomfortable, like I was leaving her out. Stephanie intervened, realizing she hadn’t introduced us yet ‘Oh shit! Right! This is Danalyn! Fuck! My bad, chick.’ Stephanie was blushing so hard. I already felt accomplished. I made her forget her friend was there. ‘It’s okay sweetie. Nice to meet you Dominic. Would you mind escorting us to where the festivities are taking place? You don’t need to put a. He wasted no time leaning down and taking me into his mouth. It was so fucking hot in that truck. I lifted my shirt up to my shoulders, and when Mike saw me do that he did the same. My dick twitched as I now had such a perfect view of the man I wanted to be my lover. His smooth back, that six pack, those legs, then I looked across the cab when I saw movement. It was the mirror on the door, and in it, a perfect view of that amazing, round ass! Mike kept sliding closer to me, working my. "As soon as it's set up you are going to have to try it out with us," Lois insisted.Annette parroted her, and seemed just as insistent."I don't know," I started to say, then wiggled my eye brows adding. "Me in a hot tub with the two of you? I did mention I prefer hot women like you two, didn't I?" Oh, you," said Annette.Lois said, "Hey, does Papa George owe you any more favors?" Come to think of it, yes," I said. "So what kind of food did you have in mind?"Annette said, "Angel hair pasta with.