I moved two fingers to my cunt and exposed the lips to give a better view to my son. I stared hungrily at the visible throb of my son's cock. Despite ...is pants, I could see the enormity of his pecker. The wet heat of my cunt increased, and, when I moved a fingertip along the edge of the tight crotch, I could feel wetness on my thigh."Oh, God!" I cried, thrusting my hips forward. "Show me your monster."I was still running my fingertips along the edge of my crotch. My eyes were burning on the. I tell you not to say anything, just get in and sit down.I begin to drive away and look in the review mirror at your blue eyes staring back at me. They widen slightly, not knowing what this is all about. I tell you to take off your panties. You don't hesitate and reach up under your skirt, pulling them down slowly across your thighs. I reach back and tell you to give them to me. I tell you you're only going to get them back if you behave and do as I tell you. You agree, nodding your head. I can. I’ve noticed something about you. Yes, I watch you closely, and I’ve been watching you since you were very young. You have a lot of potential. You’re, gifted, shall we say.’ ‘Well, your compliment is well received, but I highly doubt I’m anything special.’ ‘That’s where your wrong my friend. I’ve noticed things about you that you don’t even know yourself.’ ‘And what would those things be?’ ‘Well, for one thing I’ve noticed the way you interact with other people. You have a great deal of. His hand comes up and grips the back of my neck, pushing my down suddenly so Im bent over. My breathing picks up as I feel his hand grip the handcuffs. His cock slides between my legs, rubbing against my pussy. I whimper as he teases me. You want me to fill you. I draw in a shaky breath as my pussy clenches from his statement. I try to rub myself against his cock but his other hand grips my hip and holds me still. Tell me what you want. My frustration continues to build. I want you. His hips.