I wonder how he would feel." There was a pause before she continued, "Don't feel bad, I tried my best to get him to do me, but he wouldn't. Our mother...raised a real straight dude and I think we're all proud of him for it."Mom was grinning, "Too bad, huh? I think he could take care of all of our urges, as Millie calls them."Shirley exclaimed, "That's what it is or they are. They're urges. I need to take care of an urge. Come on, Mike, bend me over the milk can rack and fix my urge." I'm leaving,. There’s no privacy in these fucking dorms!’ My permanent hard on was getting sad. ‘Umm, okay okay, what should we do then?’ ‘There’s a parking lot over here. Want to pull in there and make out?’ She had me at ‘there’s’. The car tires squealed as I turned into a local parking lot. It was a structure that was essentially abandoned, at least at the moment. I figured if we parked somewhere in the back, we could get away with it, without making a scene. I had a feeling that this would be a memory I. Slowly; I could feel a warming sensation throughout my body. Her hands slowly made their way back up to my groin and I was shocked when she cradled my balls into her hands and said"You've got a nice bundle there". Too bad I wasn't going to ever get to use it again, I thought. Now her fingers began to stroke my cold little soft penis and I felt her retract the foreskin as the warming sensation I was feeling continued to grow. I was further shocked as I suddenly felt her warm lips encircle the. Even at that we were being passed by all manner of vehicles.We ran into slower traffic at the I-5 and Capital City interchanges near Sacramento, but soon enough we were back up to speed and heading toward Donner Pass. This was all familiar territory to me as I’d driven this route many times in my days living in Davis. A quick check of the mileage to Truckee told us that we were pretty much on schedule, if not a little ahead. It’s good to have a mathematician as your navigator. I could almost.