Putting the bags down on the bed, I noticed my laundry basket. Everything was clean and nicely folded. On top of the basket were several pairs of my u...derwear. I smiled at the thought of Lucas' hands fondling my sexy little underpants. I wonder what he thought when he saw the wide array of little bikinis and lacy thongs. I started to become a little warm at the thought. I took the panties and put them away in a dresser drawer, pulling out a pair of grey gym shorts and a white tank top. Removing. I know one thing, I really don’t want her to get a ticket. I look down at her tits and wonder if they have the magic ‘get of ticket’ ability I think they will. I reach up from under the back of her shirt and undo her bra and pull it through the top of her blouse. I’m so horny right now, my mind and her hormones are colliding. I feel her tits over her shirt and start to rub them. Her nipples are responding and getting hard just in time as the officer walks back to the car. The shirt is tight,. My first thought was to wonder what she was selling. “Are you Tom”, the woman whom I assumed to be her mother asked from the driver’s seat. I said that I was, and she introduced her daughter Bobbi. Damn, when my wife said that she hired a k** named Bobby I had assumed it was a boy. I certainly didn’t expect a cute little brunette with green eyes, long tanned legs, and very petite frame. Oh well, it’s not like I could tell the girl’s mother nevermind and to take her back home. I put on my best. Wooooowwww! Aieeeeh!!!'Her power of speech deserted her then as Jack pushed more of his cock into her mouth. She was capable only of a series of groans, until the exquisite sensations she was experiencing died back, like a fire which gets over the first rush of flame and settles into a comfortable red-heat of warmth.Millie had forgotten what she was doing with Jack's cock, and he withdrew it from between her lips. While she still rolled her hips, he pushed between her legs and a moment later,.