”Rose teased, “And you get to fuck your little BABE morning, noon, and multiple times at night.” She giggled and confessed her own feelings. “...hile you’re happy about me being along, I’m so happy I might spontaneously combust about being with you. I’m with this handsome older DUDE on a hot motorcycle seeing the world, and even having some unique experiences like Tim, and I mostly get to show-off my hot little body. I love all of this, I love you, and I love every aspect of our. This time it was I that got up from sitting in my husbands arms and crawled to Mr. Hot and his wife. I kissed Mrs. Hotty and motioned for her to get up on her knees. As we both were kneeling and kissing, both of our hubbies came behind us and started playing with our hair as they watched. I stopped kissing and then started licking down to Mrs. Hotty’s nipples encircling them and then sucking one into my mouth as she moaned. I whispered to her to lie down and as she did I got between her legs. “Does the idea make you hot, little one?” “Yes, Ma’am!” My answer was breathless. “Good.” She stopped the engine, which got me back into the present and made me notice that we were parked in the far corner of a parking lot in front of a building, old and square, much like a vacated factory building. Two spots shone against the grey wall next to an iron door, but that was the only light. “What is this place?” I inquired. “What is this place, what?” Oh shit. That addressing her correctly thing. Beck’s keeping an eye out for the creep. I showed her the Mustang. Mom and Dad are keeping an eye out too.”“I appreciate that,” I said. “He’s probably still putting ice on his balls, but just in case, it never hurts to have a spare pair of eyes looking out. How come Beck stayed home?” I asked.Lana shrugged. “She’s not really interested in dancing so much,” she said.I knew her too well for that. “She doesn’t want to go to a dance unless she can be the girl on my arm,” I corrected.“Yeah,” she.