It took some time and a few arguments, but I finally got my way.We had ordered a full set of tools and the toolbox to hold them all, that would make w...orking on the cars a lot easier.I had also started working on the Range Rover, I had undone everything that held the seats in. I had needed Dad’s help to fight them out of the doors, but once the seats were out, they had been sent off to an upholsterer to have the leather replaced. I had decided against going for the cream color as before, seeing. The feeling is amazing and Chel is whimpering uncontrollably, grinding herself into his mouth. She pulls off her gloves and runs her fingers under his hat into his hair, grabbing a fistfull and pulling his mouth into her. His own ungloved hands run up her goosebumped legs and finally pull down her soaked shorts. Nothing to impede him now he pushes his tongue deep inside her pussy wringing moans from her. He licks and nibbles her swollen clit until she cries out , squirting on his face. Dripping. It was like a big black snake with huge head and veins popping out. I couldn't believe she was actually going to be fucked by that. It would be like giving birth. She stroked it, and it grew even bigger in her hand. "Come here, Marky, and feel how big it is." "No!" "Come over and feel it! If you don't you won't get your cock sucked later. Be a good boy." "No!" I said emphatically, trying to retain at least a sliver of self respect. "Your choice, bad boy. Nothing for you later. We are going to. I think it would be cool for the four of us to make it in the same bed, don't you?" Her mother said, "You and Travis, fucking each other; you and your father fucking. I'll admit I'm shocked, but no, I'm not angry or upset." "Gee," Travis breathed in awe, "just think of me and dad on top of you two, our legs touching while we fuck you, maybe changing over and going from hot, wet pussy to hot, wet pussy, taking turns in them with our .