For the same reason she wasn’t strumming her fingers along the dash board or anything else to get the oddly calming wave of clicks. Jillian was at t...he same time fighting the urge to play with her hair but it had taken her nearly an hour to tease her brown hair into the luscious waves cascading around her face. She wasn’t even leaning back in her seat for fear of crushing the style she’d worked so hard on. She could easily reapply her make up if push came to shove but she was likewise. “And you believed her?” asked Bobby.“Yes,” said Flo. “She kind of described it in detail. I’ve heard of other kids messing around with their brother or sister.”“No, we’re not ... doing it,” said Bobby.“Why did she have her hand on your cock?” asked Flo.“When did you start talking with a gutter mouth?” he asked.“Don’t give me that crap, Bobby. Cock, penis, prick, whatever you want to call it ... she had her hand on yours.”“Why do you want to know this?” he asked, his arm steadily cranking.“I. "Just call me." I hung up and went upstairs to our bedroom. I climbed into bed beside Bonnie and pushed my hard cock against her ass. She stirred and pushed back."Everything good?" she mumbled."Yeah, everything is good," I replied as I reached over and cupped her breast. "We might get a visitor later, though." Hmm, that would be fun," she purred as her hand grasped my cock. "Maybe we should wait a while..." No, I don't think she's coming by tonight," I said as I slid my hand between her. We were in and the guy dropped his pants. I was on my knees with his dick in my mouth, sucking him off. He didn’t take long and flooded me inside my mouth. I washed cum gargled my mouth and we came back to the game. All were waiting for us and the game resumed again. Unluckily my owner lost it again and I was back in the washroom getting fucked by another guy in my pussy. He was rough and rowdy guy and was giving me a painful experience. We came back and the game resume again. The next round.