She had nowhere to go except the flat above the shop. It had been used for storing stock. Now she had to get it habitable. There was only one bedroom ...o she couldn't take the children at weekends. They didn't seem to mind.The weather was still fairly mild, so I got hold of an old caravan and parked it in the garden of the house in Plymouth. The kids and I took a couple of weekends down there so I could get the inside cleared out. I didn't want the house to get any worse. Once we got the rubbish. I fumble to find it, but tell you I can't, explaining that it must've dropped in the back seat."Can you look?" I ask you.We both start to search, bumping into one another; giggling at the probable sight of us both trying to squeeze in such a tight area. I tell you to climb in, for us to search, as I follow...You are startled that I'm suddenly beside you on the back seat, but I can no longer ignore this deep longing I have for you. We both giggle, at the thought of people walking by and how. Soon she gets up and back on all fours, facing me this time, and started licking it again, telling me how wonderful I am, telling me she want's me to stick it in her ass...Wait, what? I have never been asked to do that before in my life... but I'd had to deprive such a pretty slice of pussy.She turns away from me when I tell her I'll fuck her ass, and points it up in the air at me; but I wanna get her prepped up, so i start licking her asshole. She enjoys the licking, but is begging me to stick. "Henry decided not to comment. After all, he'd gotten his first false ID when he was sixteen. "Okay. So after we eat, let's do it."Kirstin's eyes lit up. "Ooh, hot! I like the way you think!"Their food arrived a few minutes later. Both of them ate quickly, anticipating what they were about to do. When he finished, Henry stood. "I need to use the restroom," he said, just loud enough to be heard by the nearest diners. "I'll be right back."He went into the men's room and waited. Fortunately, no.