My phone beeps and I see a message from Marissa: “We are home. Mom wants to talk to you.” Uh-oh. This can't be good. Friday Night Rachel is floore...d. She made Marissa tell her everything about her and Mike after confronting her with the recording. Marissa left no detail out, after all she was still young and wasn't an experienced liar. She started from the beginning, how she begged her brother for money and the only way she could get it was to suck his cock. How she went back for more and more. The dull ache in his leg reminded him of the moment when he woke that terrible evening to such intense pain. Even when he was being tortured by the Japs – it hadn't been as bad. His moaning had brought Julia over to him. "It's OK my love – you will be OK." She murmured it over and over again. David could hear her voice catching and he felt a heavy lead weight settle in his stomach. She's trying to reassure herself" he reasoned. "This is going to be bad"He knew that Julia had seen much death and. My hand reaches the tops of your thighs and you slowly part them letting me reach your panties, I stroke my fingers over your crotch and can feel the dampness through your panties. I can't wait now and slip your panties to one side exposing you moist cunt, I start to explore your cunt stroking your clitoris and then moving down to the wet entrance letting my finger slide into the wet warmth of your cunt. I move my finger in and out and then put two fingers in working them round and round and in. Unfortunately, in the dark, we got off to a bad start. Somewhere early on we took a wrong turn. When the sun finally came up, we realized we had not been heading west as we thought, so we had to backtrack almost 150 miles. That made 300 miles of extra travel we had not planned on. Needless to say, that did not help the mood of either of us.It was midmorning when we pulled into an old rest stop. Being on the less travelled route, it was far from a modern rest stop you would find on an interstate.