To be continued….. Damn, I thought….when I was Ally’s age we were treated like adults, was normal to be left to fend for ourselves over a weekend of longer! “I’ll just throw these in the washer…they’ll be done and dried by the time you’re ready to go” she said as she disappeared through another door then returned… “So Joe…I noticed Di doesn’t care for panties”… she stated quizzically with a slight smile…her eyes dropping, obviously noting the still damp stain where my cock had been leaking copiously and still straining against my jeans leg… “would you like me to put your jeans in the wash too?…I have a robe you can wear”. To be continued….. She returned shortly, carrying the girl’s clothing clutched against her chest…. As we rounded the corner of the building towards the collection window I saw a speed bump and turned the wheel slightly so that we crossed it at a slight angle…the uneven bumps causing the truck to rock side to side and a slight lessening of my grip as her body rocked back and forth ‘caused’ my hand to slide higher again…a soft shudder rippled through her as it rested softly in the junction of her thigh and pussy…my cock flexed again and I felt the wetness of a little pre-cum on my leg.
