Why don't you take a pic of my license and send him the whole thing?"She smiled at me genuinely and did as I suggested placing my license on the count...er and taking a picture with her phone. After a few taps it had been sent and confirmed. "Hero says you should really take care of those parking tickets," she offered playfully. "I know, I'm up for renewal next year so if I don't I won't have a license. Did you drive yourself here?" I wondered aloud, fearful that she might have somewhere. " She laughed. "Yeah, right! I'll just call up a few of my friends and see if one of them is open to a little lesbian loving." "Maybe I could help," Geraldine tentatively suggested. "You? How?" Instead of answering, her older sister tilted her chin upwards and kissed her softly on the lips. Shirley drew back almost instantly. "What are you doing?" she cried, with a horrified expression. "Remember some of the games we used to play together when we were younger?" asked Geraldine. "We're not kids. Not even bothering to remove her panties, Jack simply pulled them aside, the head of his cock pulsating against her heat, desperately wanting to bury itself inside her. Emma tried to smile, her breath hard and heavy and full of need. She rocked briefly against his hardness, trembling as she teased herself as much as him. Just as his hands tightened on her hips, Emma suddenly moaned and pressed down against Jack, taking him into her as deeply as she could. Jack’s fingers dug into her tender. . Mom's really confused these days.'"I'll bite. Why is that?' Anne asked.Jane giggled, "Mom knows that it's bad to be bare and virtual clothes are, well... But she can't say anything against them now, because of that feature about you in Vogue. I mean, if you've been in Vogue, you're all right, no matter what she thinks... Boy, Mary, your skin feels good. Never felt anything like it.'Anne asked, "How's the 'Battle of the Bra' going?'"Oh, you know... Mom wants me to wear one, now I'm getting.