Leading you over to it I stand you on next to the bonnet and kiss you hard. I push you back onto the bonnet of the car and spread your legs wide. Kiss...ing you you wrap your legs around my waste and your hand goes to my crotch rubbing it through the fabric of my jeans. I break away from kissing you and undo my jeans and fish out my semi hard cock. Your hand goes straight to it and you begin to gently wank my shaft, moving the skin back and forth as we kiss. You feel my cock growing hard and when. She calls his name and covers his tongue in her delicious cum. He stands up and kisses her passionately, supporting her fragile, tingly body as he unzips his trousers, letting them drop to his knees. He bunches her blonde locks in his fist and pushes her down. She devours him instantly, desperate to taste his glorious pre cum. She runs her tongue from base to tip, watching the sparkle in his eyes as she takes him to the back of her throat. Her lips massage his blood filled cock and her tongue. Some of the food was in the freezer, but there remained some shopping to do. Lois volunteered to whip together a salad to go with the pizza, then John left to be with his wife. Lois cut the vegetables and wanted to spin the lettuce. Hargreaves had mentioned that seldom-used utensils were kept in a high cabinet. She stood on a short stepstool, rummaging, when Hargreaves returned. “What are you looking for?” “Salad spinner.” “I think you’re in the right place, Lois.” “Yep, here it is.” She lifted. When I finished up I went in the house to clean up and have a soda. I sat down in Unc's easy chair to relax. "A" came out of her bedroom in that old worn out house dress buttoned only at the top so I caught a glimpse of those grand legs as she walked towards me. "Stand up, I need a hug." I complied but it wasn't what our family usually did, but now I suppose we were on a different level. Those harnessed 38-D's felt good against my body. I sat back in the chair and she on the ottoman.