Then the unmistakable sound of tires rolling up the sand and gravel driveway seemed to overshadow all other sounds. My family! "Oh god, it's mom and d...d! Hurry, grandma, get dressed!"My hands were already yanking my shorts back up over my rapidly deflating, yet comfortably satisfied, dick. I had the time, even during in my frenetic dressing, to comment to myself that a blow-job was much better than the jerking-off I had been planning!Grandma was wearing a dreamy little smile. Both her hands. We’ve already put the truck to work.”“You’re welcome, Josey. I called to tell you that we have six more of your Jeeps here, and if you still want them delivered to your house, we’ll start taking them out there now.““Hey, that’s great. I need you to have two of them brought to the airport, if you will. Oh, and if you can, order me another dozen before they’re all gone.”“You and I make such a good team - the way we think alike. I ordered another dozen the day you were in here. They will be. His hard on was sticking up in the air. I was happy that we went to a slightly more private place. Standing out in the open where any one could walk in was bothering me. He leaned back started stoking his cock again then reached out for mine. His had some pre cum running from his tip. He used my cock to pull me closer. He started to undo my belt. My heart was pounding so loud I could feel the pulse in my ears and my dick throbbed with every beat. I had some pretty mixed emotions. I had. There were too many things on shelves in a bathroom that would make quite a clatter if they were knocked over. He climbed the vent pipe until he was slightly higher than the sill of the window, then carefully leaned to the right. He could get his hand in to the gap and get a hold. He waited, listening for any sound that would indicate a presence in the room. There was none. Slowly he transferred his weight to the hand with a hold,, wedged his left foot behind the pipe and slid quietly onto the.