Casey was still flushed, and Tomin seemed very satisfied with the outcome of their chat. Casey was tucked under his arm, and she had her arm wrapped a...ound him.Smithy looked at them and said, “Yes, if you’re game enough to take her on.”Tim looked between them and Smithy, “I’m not going to say no. I don’t blame any of you for what Mick did. I am happy knowing her father was Mark and not Mick. He was a good Lord before he got sick and Mick took over.”“We had suspected for some time that Smithy. This was making me real mad. This is my mom, the woman did not even seem to like sex or ever talk about sex. I was not sure what to do. I left and went home. I thought about what I had seen all night. I was not sure what to do or say to mom the next time I saw her. This went on about a month then she said she was going over to Betty's house again. I went back to the dogging spot and sure enough mom and Betty were there doing their thing. I watched for a while and left. I was still mad about. The last week had been a frenzy of activity getting the ombudsman program set up to help the wives and families of Dev’s drivers keep in contact and to have a place to talk about any concerns and fears they had with their husbands on the road for a good share of their time. There was also the news that her real father had found a place just outside of Seattle where he could set up a base on the West coast and be close to his renewed relationship with her real mother and half sister and brother.. As their relationship deepened, and as she began to understand him more, she’d discovered it was much to do with his need to be in control of himself, and of whatever situation he was in. She intended to break that habit. Awash in hot, suckling pleasure, Allan threw his head back and arched his back, meeting Veronica’s slow rhythm. Unsure of what to do with himself, Allan grabbed at the sheets, twisting the handfuls. He bit his lip, groaned, and released small bleats of pleasure every time her.