Oh shit now I got to finish shopping with a hard on. In the car on the way home John looked at my bulge and placing his hand on it...said “looks like someone is a little excited Dad, our Tim has a raging hard on” I blushed but at the same time felt a quiver through my body as Johns hand rubbed my straining cock. Dad adjusted the rear view mirror and said “you had best help him out then John, don’t want him to frustrated when you mom gets. Not too fast. Longer.” She began to pant, so he sped up, but she told him to slow down. “The long build,” she said with a smile. When he was all the way forward and stroking out her face scrunched up and she gripped him with everything she had. It wasn’t quite as solid as a hand, definitely a lot slicker, but it still felt good. He took several fairly short strokes that mostly just teased her. She began to beg for more in between panting breaths. He took a long stroke forward, which. I felt her pussy tighten and contract around my finger. She gasped and her face contorted, and I realized she was having an orgasm. After she finished, she looked at me contentedly."Are you a virgin?" she asked suddenly.I nodded. "What about you?"She nodded too. "Do you want to…?" Do you?"She thought for a moment and then nodded. I got on top of her and clumsily guided my dick to her warm wet hole. I thrust forward, and when I felt resistance I carefully pushed past. She gasped as I took her. Only his security man and the coach were of age to drink and he made sure the waitress kept them full of spirits. In the end, the night cost him nearly five large on his AMEX. Ced, in an act of smartness, decided the security man and the dancers should take an Uber back to the hotel so they arrived safely. He suggested he could drive the coach back because he had not been drinking. Everyone agreed. Ced pulled up the app on his iPhone and waited with the group for the driver to arrive. Once.