He wanted his van to be away from prying eyes that might drive by. After he had parked he opened the side door and got his bag. He liked the work he h...ad done inside of the van. The side windows had a covering over that he could see out but no one could see in. The seats were long gone, replaced with a thick mat on the floor. It provided a nice cushion for someone's back; someone else's back, not his. There were eyebolts along the each side and roof where ropes could be tied down. He especially. Yes, I guess I am. I want to make agood impression."Suddenly, Jodi stopped walking, looked at me, but spoke to her husband."Bob, you and Mitch go ahead in and save us some seats. We'll be in in aminute."The men stopped and both turned to look at us. "Is everything ok?" Mitchasked, knowing that everything was far from ok.Jodi never took her eyes from mine. "Everything is fine. We'll be rightalong."When the men left us, Jodi finally spoke to me. "Did that woman saysomething to you that upset. He began to pant at his own words. Though the pressure on his balls was slightly intense, the situation and his admission aloud about it was enough to make his cock stiffen regardless. Without letting go Sam used the razor to begin shaving the little patches of hair on his cheeks. Brad endured as she went about cleaning off the skin of his butt of random hair, all the while holding his balls firmly in her hand. Yes, she said as she worked. You are those things to me Brad. I will call you again. ”“Well most of them don’t look as good as you do Lea.”“Aw Ben, anyone would think that you’re trying to get into my knickers.”“Slight technical problem there Lea.”“Ben, can I ask you a question?”“Sure.”“In the back, it’s sort of private.”“Do you want me to fuck you Lea?”“Yes, but that’s not what I wanted to ask you.”In the back where no one could hear I continued,“Ben, if I were your daughter would you fuck me?”“Bloody hell Leanne, that’s one hell of a question.”“Yes it is, but would you fuck.