The next couple of days will just be the two of us. We can have a few drinks and just relax tonight. How does that sound, honey?"Brady thought about... what he had planned and what he was doing the following day. He had nothing to do either day. He could be as hung over as he wanted and just sleep all day to recover.Brady dropped his backpack in the corner and turned to his mom. "That sounds like a plan. Let's do it!" Great! Why don't you go shower and change out of your work clothes? When. One morning Roger had just finished washing the morning's dishes and he heard a car coming up the gravel road. This was only the third car that had come up this far since he had come to the cabin road and the other two were just gawkers looking at the scenery. He watched as the Hummer slowly pulled in front of the cabin and stopped. There seemed to be a woman driving the large SUV but the sunlight on the windshield made it impossible to see who it was. Roger was sorry that he hadn't brought a. In a hurry, they decided not to change out of their wet swim suits but instead took their towels to sit on. Just as they were about to leave Brandon remembered they'd need shirts to get into the store. Brittany was sent into the house for two t-shirts and quickly returned. In the van Brittany controlled the radio as usual. Still wearing her sneakers and socks, she propped her feet on the dashboard and sung along with her favorite tunes. The sight of her legs seemed to disrtact her. At the top of her cleft, the hood of her clitoris was readily visible, and slightly pulled back to show the pearl of flesh it protected.Lifting my head slightly, I was able to gently stroke the exposed part of her clitoris with my tongue before letting it slip back between the thin lips of her labia. As my tongue passed across her opening, I paused briefly to press the tip of it into her; she responded with a low moan as she tried to press herself onto it. I tried to help as best I could, but.