The main reason I forget it was the garage/junk yard call with the news on the Toyota. "So Tim what's verdict," I asked after some small talk."It's wo...se than we first thought. Some how the starter locked and shorted out the wiring. Didn't you smell the computer burn up?" he asked."There was no burning smell at all," I said."Well every module was burned up. The fuse panel for some reason allowed enough current to make toast of it all." he said."Okay what's the bottom line," I asked."The car is. We were all familiar with each other’s naked bodies or almost naked bodies but sometimes it is relaxing to have a little more space to spread one’s wings or cocks or pussies for that matter.The clerk was a young boy with thick eyeglasses on his face. His nametag said “Harold” and he looked like a nerdy Harold with lots of masturbation in his recent past. I saw him eyeing the four girls with lust in his eyes. The impish Lulu leaned over the counter giving him a good peek at her unbridled. Miss Hoover didn't seem to care and kept on sucking and massaging his testicles. He slapped a little more violently once or twice, but other than a muffled protestation, she had no other reaction. "Well, said Homer, since you insist..." And she sucked on his dick undisturbed for a minute or two.Homer looked at his watch and saw that Marge would soon be done with Bart's teacher. "Hey you, go faster! My wife's waiting for me. Come on!" Though she was doing her best, Miss Hoover wasn't going fast. My pink bra barely contains them as they begin to come out of the top of it as well. I open my eyes reluctantly, not wanting to wake up from what I think is a dream. My mouth falls open slightly, my pink lips forming a soft ‘O’ as I stare up into your eyes. My body goes tense with surprise and love sparkles in my eyes having finally seen you for the very first time since we began chatting online. I continue to lie still with your hands holding me in place. ‘Have you been here long?’ I murmur.