“Possibly,” he said.She looked into his eyes. Her breath was hot on his face. “Be quick,” she said. She moved backwards, tugging him along wit...h her. Her ass bumped into the trolley and she stopped. Robert reached around her and pushed the brake handle down, locking the wheels of the trolley. It was steady.Alyssa hitched up her skirt and turned her back to him. He looked down and lifted the hem of the skirt up past her thighs. It was tight across her ass, but he unzipped it and lifted it all the. Lauren was still rubbing her pussy furiously, and decided that just wasn’t enough. She stepped out of the closet and closed the door behind her, then stood in front of the bathroom door, gathering her courage. She heard the water begin running in the shower, grasped the doorknob, and stepped inside.Grampa was standing at the shower door, facing away from her, but he felt the cool air as she opened the door and stepped inside. “Did you forget something, hon…” he started to ask as he turned. I looked at her face. Tiny droplets of perspiration dotted her forehead. There was a stern look on her face, but more apparent was the gentle glow from the heat of her own desires. Blood had rushed to her face, as she said that, making her white cheeks glitter with pink hues. In that moment, as I stood there looking at her face, I had realized that she meant every bit of what she said, she knew what she wanted, and there was no way I was going to be able to convince her otherwise. I had been. “Fuck Kathy, better get you home for a bath you smell pretty bad now. Hope this as cured your craving for stripping and fucking for a while,” Chas said to me. “Only for a while,” I said laughing. “Fuck, you are a slut luv, but I love you,” Chas said and gave me a long passionate kiss. “You wait by the bike; I’ll go and see if I can find your clothes. he said.I waited while Chas went back in but after about ten minutes all he had found was my now very badly torn skirt. “Sorry love, this is all.