I think I can get that stripped lug nut off, the rest of 'em won't be no problem at all. Let me get a decent lug wrench outta m' truck."He sounded a b...t 'hick-ish' but I was totally happy to have stumbled on him; or maybe it was the other way around. Jake returned with a couple tools and started to work on what I thought was a completely ruined nut.He used a file to try and square up the head of the nut a bit and then he put some sort of oil on the nut. His wrench looked like a big plus sign. I flicked my finger back and forth quickly, my legs opening slightly, opening up my cunt to my probing fingers. I watched with feelings I had not felt before. I wanted to be her. I wanted my pussy pounded, a cock ravaging my body. "Fuck me you stud," grunted Jill. "Fuck my pussy! Harder!" she growled."I'm going to cum," Dad grunted, slapping her right cheek with his hand. The pop made me jump. "Yes!" Dad almost shouted. He pulled her hips hard back against him, flexing his hips, grinding his. Holding onto Jack's hand, she coaxed him off as well. Jack still couldn't figure out what was going on. She looked back over her shoulder and led him nearer to the window. The curtains were still drawn so nobody could see them. "Are you ready?" Louisa asked rhetorically. All Jack in reply could do was swallow. She turned away from him and bent over a chair so that her shoulders were braced against the upright of the back. It was only now he realised what she wanted and why she'd put a. .." "You remember Robert Towns?" "Yeah, I remember him. He made enough passes at me at work. How could I forget him? "I remember that. Ever do anything with him?" he laughed and took another sip from his drink. "No, and I never intended to, either." That was a lie, but I didn't want him to know that. There had been many times the thought crossed my mind about 'doing something' with Rob, but I always chickened out at the last minute. I'd even called him one evening and invited him over for.