Two minutes later a young guy appeared at the door and Mrs O beckoned him over and pulled out a chair. He sat down and Mrs O introduced him as Ben. He...looked ridiculously young (he was 22) but seemed to be a really nice bloke and we all got on very well. I was loving the way he was ogling Mrs O and she was at her sexy best, teasing him with little glimpses of flesh and resting her hand high on his thigh almost touching his crotch. As the night wore on she asked if he was going to come back to. I went out the door, closing and holding it as a barrier between us. I heard her shouting, but she never attempted to open the door. For at least ten minutes I stood there holding on to the doorknob and listening to her shouts. I went to the car and found I had left a door unlocked. I sat in the car wishing I had not left the keys sitting on the table. It was not a cold night, so I figured I could spend the night in the car. When I moved to the back seat, I discovered the picnic blanket,. Back in those days, people still had television, radios, house computers, internet, cell phones and things like facebook and video games. Even cinemas were obsolete and people only knew about them from museums and the history book.But in today's modern America, people were even lucky if they had refrigerators, house heaters, ovens or washing machines.As for the morals, they were more akin to what America was like by the end of the 20th and beginning of the 21st Century.Despite how far America. ” “Hmmm… What was it I said?” Stacey playfully bit her lip before continuing. “I remember!” Then, with a sultry voice, she added, “Play with my pussy, Daddy, while I suck your big cock.” Stacey smiled and wiggled her ass at him. He moved his hands all over her rump.“I have a better idea, baby girl.” He placed both hands on her hips and guided her over his body. She quickly got the hint, lifting her leg over his frame to straddle his chest. “Get ready for something really special, sweetheart.”.