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The trouble with old vintage cars is that they can be rather unreliable, and my mechanical skills left a lot to be desired. In retrospect, I should not have driven it this evening, but, to be fair, I wasn’t expecting to use it as a getaway car from the adventures at Susie’s place, and it appeared that I was about to pay the price for that decision. “Oh, hello Anna.” I said, as Jennifer’s mother got out of her car and walked towards me with a surprised look on her face. “Jerry, I thought you’d left a while ago,” she commented with eyebrows raised. My mind raced as I ran through the various options available to me. The absolute truth, that I had stayed and been used as a sex toy by her daughter and her best friend, was immediately discarded. In addition to getting me into a whole pile of trouble, it would also confirm that her daughter had lied to her, not to mention the issue of her fucking her boyfriend’s father! Option two, that I had driven off shortly after delivering Jennifer’s purse and had made it barely half a mile down the road before the old girl conked out on me, then spent what seemed like forever before someone stopped to assist me in restarting her so I could return to Susie’s place, seemed like the most suitable excuse for my presence in the driveway. “I did Anna,” I responded to the implied but unasked question. “The car only made it about two minutes down the road before it died, and after tinkering around for an hour or so, I finally got it started and decided to find the closest port in the storm, so here I am.” “Oh, that’s too bad. Do you know what’s wrong with it?” Before I could think of another untruth and dig the hole almanbahis şikayet I was in any deeper, the front door opened and the two girls appeared. They were, thankfully, both dressed in rather conservative, full-length terrycloth robes, and both had a very surprised look on their faces when they saw Jennifer’s mother standing next to me. “Mom! What are you doing here?” Jennifer squeaked. To be fair, she was only eighteen years old and lacked the maturity and sophistication to carry out the deceit required in this situation. Anna, on the other hand, did have the requisite worldliness and immediately turned on her daughter. “Hmmm, I’m curious why you’re more surprised to see me than you are to see Kenny’s dad back here?” Susie jumped in quickly. “We’re not exactly dressed to be standing in our driveway, let’s go inside shall we?” She said, as she turned and held the door open for us. I made the assumption that the girls had tidied up all evidence of our recent exploits before inviting us inside. I stood aside to allow Anna to proceed inside, then cast a worried look at Jennifer. She smiled confidently at me and gave me a surreptitious thumbs up signal. Sure enough, the main room was remarkably tidy with no sign of the mayhem that had taken place barely half an hour ago. Whilst I didn’t feel particularly comfortable leaving the girls to fend off any parental queries from Anna, I did need to call home to tell my wife about my car problems. “I should call my wife and tell her what’s going on, so if you’ll excuse me for a few minutes…” I walked to the kitchen, and stood where I could still see and hear the three women as I dialed almanbahis canlı casino home. “So, what have you two been up to, other than throwing your phone on the floor while I was on the other end?” Anna asked, as she sat down in one of the several armchairs with her back to me “Yeah, sorry about that, Anna, that was my fault,” Susie replied, giggling. “We just got very silly for a while. Oh, I need a drink, can I get you one, Anna?” “No, I’m fine thanks, sweetie, I just finished a coffee in the car on the way over.” “Jen?” “Water would be nice, Suze, thanks.” Susie walked towards me and as she passed behind Anna’s chair, she reached down and undid the robe tie, then pulled the two sides apart, blowing me a kiss and smiling as she revealing her firm naked body. She stopped right in front of me and moved her hands to brush over her nipples, her gaze locked on my eyes. An expression of pleasure crossed her face as she pinched herself and rolled her thumbs and forefingers over the hardening buds. As she pressed her body against mine, she straddled one of my legs and ground herself against my thigh, moving one hand down to cup my crotch, squeezing it. “Yes, darling, I’m going to try and get a jump. I think it’s just flooded, so I’ll adjust the carbs and hopefully that’ll do it.” I said into the phone. “I should be home soon, I’ll call if I have any more problems, Bye, honey.” I hung up quickly before my voice gave away the attention I was getting. My penis grew harder as Susie continued to caress it, running her fingers up and down the shaft. She pushed harder against me, making it difficult to grab her arm and pull her almanbahis casino away. “Want ice, Jen?” Susie asked loudly without breaking stride, her hips thrusting up and down my thigh leaving a growing damp spot as her juices leaked onto my jeans. I looked over her shoulder into the main room. Thankfully, we were hidden from view should Anna suddenly turn around. “Oh, Jerry,” Susie whispered into my ear. “I think you’re almost ready to fuck me, aren’t you?” This question was accompanied by additional pressure as her hand moved faster up and down my now fully erect penis. She moved her head and kissed me hard on the lips, slipping her tongue over them before pushing it inside. Her eyes twinkling, she suddenly moved away from me, pressing the ice lever to release a few cubes into Jen’s glass before filling it with water. I reached down to adjust myself to make my erection a little less conspicuous, then looked down at the warm wet spot on my thighs . Susie giggled quietly as she saw the look of concern on my face, then tipped the full glass of water towards me, spilling it all down my thigh. “Oh, shit, sorry Mr. T, I didn’t see you behind me she said loudly. “Let me get you a dishcloth.to wipe that up.” I had to admire the quick-thinking of the girl. “My fault, Susie, I wasn’t paying attention.” I responded, quickly taking the cloth from her before she could get anywhere near my throbbing erection.. Susie pouted, then gave me the thumbs up before tying her robe together and walking back into the main room. “So, Jerry, can I give you a jump start, or did you call a tow truck?” Anna asked. I chose to avoid the innocent, but obvious reference to a ‘jump-start’. Given my current condition outlined under the crotch my jeans, Susie had done an excellent job of taking care of ‘jump-starting’ me, but Anna didn’t need to know that! “Give me a few minutes to tinker with the carbs, and we’ll give it a try.
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