I knew once the front door hit the jam they had left. It gave me time to realize what had happened, what I was doing. I squeezed my hand just to make ...ure I had not imagined it. So hot and solid. Nope, this was real. Garret was in my bed with his hand between my legs and my hand under the panties he decided to wear. Now what? Mmm, Kaori. He mumbled. Garrett? His hand moved, more like came to life. His fingers searched, scanning my panties for the top edge. Once they found it, they slid. I look back but can't see where it's coming from but the smell of it is getting stronger. It will only take a spark and the Ford, and I will be a fireball.I see Mam, Betty Ann and the trips, they were all looking at me from windows or doorways. They are out of the line of fire, and I'm thinking of making a run to the house. The distance from the house to the Ford is Twenty-five feet of open space though. The glass above me exploded, then the Ford rocked again as bullets were striking the body. "I didn't dress. If anything you might say we 'made out' in the livingroom. We snuggled and kissed and enjoyed just being together. Wetalked about growing up and family. Margaret rested against my shoulderand I enjoyed the fragrance of her hair and the way it tickled my nose.I loved her warmth as she rested against me, and the feeling of herhands in mine, and the kisses...so soft and warm and wet."Should we get ready for bed?"Margaret's idea sounded very good. I took her hand and we went. Her white, meaty flesh bulged out of their confinement. She shoved and kicked her pants off with her feet."Let me look at you," I said, turning her in my hands.She raised her hands behind her head and tilted her hips. She was gorgeous, shapely and soft all around. I looked behind her ass. She circled on her toes. Fantastic.I chuckled.She untied the knot on her shirt, and freed her D-cup tits. She smiled and swung them across her body, like two sacks. I grabbed a flying breast and rubbed it.