“How long until we get there?”“About an hour. You can get lost in your phone now,” John told her. He heard the snap of her seatbelt unlatching...and looked over. Tracy had her seatbelt off and was leaning back into the seat and lifting her butt. She hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her shorts and in one smooth motion shed her shorts and panties. She turned in her seat and threw her leg over the center console and rested her foot in her dads crotch. Her hand began rubbing in little circles. I showered and shaved, took a jog, bought the paper, had some coffee and juice, and then headed down to the gym for a workout and a nice, hot sauna. By three that afternoon, I was feeling relaxed. I checked my phone machine: no messages. Shit. She could at least call me up to compliment me.By five, I was in my car and on the way to Stoney's. Mrs. Santucci greeted me at the door. She was about 55, a sweet old motherly kind of broad. I headed to the rec room downstairs where Stoney and I watched. More

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