As a distraction, I said, “I reckoned you would tell Sam that we fucked, I was pretty nervous having breakfast with you both….was half expecting she might throw a knife or something at me!” Jo giggled, “I thought you seemed a bit uncomfortable….did you like what she was wearing?” she added mischievously. I pulled her to her feet and, kissing her passionately, grabbing a firm ass cheek in each hand I pulled her hard against me, my twitching cock smearing pre-cum on our stomachs as her hot gash began oozing as she ground it against my thigh. D, you gotta play the game…mooo”. What was only a 5 minute drive felt like an hour, as we came to a stop at the house I became aware of a damp feeling in my jeans and hoped Abby wouldn’t feel it, my passengers climbed out and I breathed an audible sigh of relief. “Ohh god” I whispered, “don’t move a muscle or I’m gonna blast your cunt full of cum. “Sure” I answered, resting an arm on my lap to hide the bulge and wetness in my jeans, “what’s on your mind?”. I headed down to the house and knocked on the door, “come in” called Jo, and I walked into the kitchen and froze, almost turning and bolting out the door….not because Jo
