I put a lot of vaseline on my anus and decided to just run to thetruck.I made it to the truck drenched. Hoped up on the passanger seat and looked behi...nd. He was sitting in the corner with ipad, wearing a white tshirt and nothing else. His cock was Hard. Normal size but his knob was looking swollen. The truck interior was all black leather and spacious. I took my shoes off first, my jacket next. He called me over as he put his iPad away but kept on stroking his nice looking cock. I crawled to. I smile and told her we are about to correct that short coming.I then asked Sara to play with her tits and show Jen what she had and the look in her eyes was priceless. I could tell I had Sara right where I wanted her and that submission was going to be easy for her. I asked her if she had ever told her daughter about her need for sex and had she shared her sexual history with Jen. Sara hesitating said no but guessed she was about to do just that. I laughed and said shame on her she was one. I now found peace with the explanation that unless these things occurred exactly as they had, Jennifer would have died an early death. That made enough sense and appealed to my romantic nature - even if it was only a "designer explanation," made only for me, as Doctor Abrams would say.Mr. and Mrs. Bell were watching TV in the living room when I returned. They immediately turned it off and asked if I had any news about Jennifer. Colleen came in to hear the news. It was a fun ten minutes as I. She had an air of forced gaiety about her and her face was animated, but her eyes said otherwise.'Thank you for the drink, Luke. There was no need.''The least I could do. Gustav was moaning about you going and I don't blame him. Will you be coming back?' She sighed.'I don't know. My mum's had a mild stroke and needs a lot of care, and my father's hopeless and far too busy with the farm. I've got to go. Nobody's got any idea how long it'll take before she can look after herself again.' Her eyes.