“The low end is probably too low,” I admitted. “The last number mentioned in the negotiations was closer to fifty bucks a car.”“But how many... cars could use your ideas?”“Most likely all of them. GM made just under two million cars last year.”“Two million?” She was a little shocked.“Yes. And that was just GM. We haven’t even begun talking to any of the other manufacturers.”“So you’re going to be a millionaire, as a sophomore in high school?”“Probably. That’s one of the reasons I didn’t want to. As he walked over to the plane - actually, he sauntered in that mesmerizing swagger that puts the very best spin on the male torso - my attentions to his thigh now slipped a bit northwards to the full, round prominence behind the fly of his Levi's, leaving little doubt as to the maleness of my charter customer. The stirring in my own Levi's was now undeniable, as my musings were interrupted by..."Hi, I'm Rob. I guess you're waiting for me. Sorry to be late, but I was... detained a bit,". She told us her dad let her see his any time she wanted when her mother wasn't there, as long as she never told her mother.That got us all asking lots of questions and she described what it looked like but said she wasn't allowed to touch it. She even told us about how her dad would rub it in front of her and it would get big and then white stuff would squirt out. Now that got us interested, we hadn't ever seen anything like that.I guess we had gotten too quiet, because her dad came in to check. Diane kissed his wiry pubic hair, her breath felt warm, then cooled against his cock. “Turn around honey,” Dan urged, touching her head. Diane shuffled around on her knees, her cute ass and pussy lips inches from his face. He and Karen watched her kiss the head of his cock and begin to take it into her mouth. Karen propped up on her arm, began kissing Dan and feeling Diane’s ass.“That feels nice Diane,” Dan said, encouraging her on.Karen turned around to go beside Diane. “I’m sure you won’t.