She figured she could get pretty far on a tank of gas, if the truck was gassed up. Then she could simply abandon it. Of course the question was; what ...ould happen then? She had no money and no contacts in southern California, if she got that far without being arrested.She slowly shook her head. She was not a thief, unless you counted the thousand dollars she took from her uncle’s desk the night before she fled his house, and the food she had consumed in this house the night before. But she had. No light went on, but the fan began whirring. This was good; it might mask some of Kate’s moans when I slid my tongue up over her labia and tickled her clitoris. Oh, Kate, what do you taste like? I couldn’t wait to find out. My hand found the next switch over. This was it — disaster or glory. I slowly raised the switch and A HORRIFIC FLASH OF LIGHT. Oh God, it was the bank of flourescent bulbs over the sink! Instantly, reflexively, I closed the switch. The lights had flashed for maybe half a. "Damn, she was so wet" I thought.I felt another tongue licking my cock. I felt my cock in Amanda's mouth then a wet tongue with Amanda's. Then my cock went in her mouth and I started to finger both Amanda's ass and lick her pussy deep. I had two fingers deep in her ass as she had enough lube from her dripping pussy. I licked her clit as the two of them took turns swallowing my rock hard cock. I lost track of my attempt at multi-tasking and was just licking her clit as I felt a cock enter her. Refusing him wasn't easy. She spent most of the evening locked in her room, finger fucking herself and feverishly rubbing her wet pussy. The feelings of the pleasure she'd experienced with her son's huge prick sparked sexual fantasies. The next morning, Walter came to the breakfast table completely naked with an enormous hard-on drizzled in cum juice. He made a valiant effort to fuck his mother again, squeezing and fondling her body as she served him breakfast, making her look at his.