"No big deal, I guess they are bored. I'll go back to the couch to sleep in a few minutes." "Go ahead and come on in with me, honey." She replied. "I...know my mattress is more comfortable than the old Davenport." She was right, too. It not only was more comfortable, but having her body next to me was just what I needed. I pulled off my shirt and shorts and climbed into bed, only wearing my cotton boxers. Granny had her usual long night shirt on that seemed to go down to her knees. Of. Even his GSX-R had not escaped the inferno; it was now just a pile of metal rubber and plastic."Well, let's go figure out who did this," Grannie's voice interrupted their thoughts. Turn left at the stop sign. Hopefully, Stephen will have some ideas about how those guys knew where you were. He's an early riser, so we won't be waking him."They rode in tense silence. Every passing car and person was carefully scrutinized. Finally, the nerve-wracking car ride ended when they pulled up to the gates. He pressed against the inside of her thigh, gesturing for her to spread her legs wider apart. She did so, her legs forming an inverted V. With the throbbing head of his cock he found her lips and slid in between them, and Alyssa released a loud sigh. He pushed forward slowly but forcefully. She was soft but incredibly tight; the resistance felt glorious. He pushed his cock in and out of her with increasing pace, and she had to hold on tight to the sides of the trolley, which was not used to. ”Bob’s eyes lit up. “That means I was going more than 60 miles an hour! If I didn’t have to make three turns, I could’ve gone even faster. The other day, I clocked how far it was from here to the end of the street and over to the next street behind us. That was right at 3/10 of a mile. I flew up the street behind the park and then back here, so that means I covered a little over half a mile.”“That’s closer to 70 miles an hour Bob,” Greg said.Ed asked, “Weren’t you afraid somebody would see you?.