"I didn't think of that," I said."I know you were planning on getting a car. So what were your plans?"asked my dad."I was planning on getting a part t...me job and paying off over time," Itold him. "I even went as far to check out a used car dealership. Theysaid they would sell me a car on payments if you co-signed thepaperwork." Is that all?" asked mom."No, I wasn't going to get the car until I had worked for six months andshowed you that I could make the required payments," You really had it. From behind, into Gail’s exposed sex.The pain was turning to pleasure and Gail was crying and moaning in ways that I had never heard before.Jenny remained on all fours as she pushed more and more of the flexible dildo into my wife.Julie went over and swatted Jenny’s ass, Jenny bent over farther, spread her legs and positioned her ass opposite my wifes’.Julie inserted the other end of the dildo into her sister, and watched as the two red and purple asses grinded into each other as they fucked. "Why did you thank him?" Tyler asked. "He's going to blackmail us." Yeah, probably," I agreed, "but not for anything really important." I pulled my shorts back off and climbed back under the covers with Tyler. "Saying he's going to blackmail me is Jason's way of giving himself time to sort all this out. If he threatens to blackmail you, he probably wants to stay friends." I bit my lip. "He was really shaken." You think so?" Yeah, I know Jason. I think he almost cried. Look, if he asks for. The main dining and cocktail salon was impressive with white pillars and rich burgundy wallpaper and polished hardwood, and the booths were even out of the dim, indirect lighting, giving a romantic seclusion to their atmosphere. Their very design connotated knee-to-knee and head-to-head sitting while sipping cocktails or fine wines and talking in dusky murmurs, caught in a timeless void of sensual magnetism. The bar, at which Lonnie and Cylvia had "bumped into" the Oliss' wife's old friend was.