As Greta entered the tent Tami was just hanging up the phone. Whats up? she asked going over to her bag to get dressed. My mom called, she wants me ho...me. Tami groaned rolling her eyes. Something about cleaning the house for a family visit. Aw no fair, weve only been here for 2 days. Greta whined as she pulled on a pair of Capri pants and a tank top. Guess we should pack up, Tami sighed, she shoved her clothes into her camping pack. They packed up the inside of the tent and moved to the outside. Even with the engine running and the windows closed, she surely could have been heard outside of the car. I kept popping my head up to look for people and especially for the police. I’ve never been arrested in my long life and I sure didn’t want to be caught eating a red haired pussy in the front seat of my car. “This is so hot, isn’t it Ronnie. You eating my pussy in the car in a public parking lot. Finger fuck me.” Lisa’s whole body was shaking as I slid two fingers into her wet hole while. If he hadn't worked with the man on numerous times in the past, Tom would have believed him to be an imbecile.The SWAT team, Mark and a number of black and whites had been standing by at the address that Mia had given him since ten that morning. It was now well past five. Oddly, they had reported no activity in the house, though neighbors had reported that a dapper middle aged man lived there with a woman matching Mia's description. Tom wondered, not for the first time, if Mia had played him. I felt a little guilty about it, but I was starting to like being 'checked out,' having guys talk to me with obvious interest. It was kind of funny how little difference it made that I wore those flashy wedding rings. Maybe it shouldn't have, but being noticed made me feel appreciated too...and wanted!One day, Jack brought home a couple of magazines. One was on how to give a massage. He also brought home a bottle of safflower oil and some sented candles. The other magazine was a Penthouse..