Now my mind was racing a mile a minute thinking that this was really happening! Next he started to unbuckle his belt and untuck his shirt from his jea...s. He unbuttoned his jeans and his hands slowly moved down to his fly. The excitement and anticipation was enough to give me a heart attack. He lowered his fly and pushed aside the flaps of his jeans to reveal his black fruit of the loom boxer briefs. What I saw next put a huge smile on my face. He was rock hard inside his boxer briefs. You could. The Lexus had a nice heater, but it was still very cold in the car."No. You just drive," she said mysteriously.So I drove. And I watched her out of the corner of my eye as she shed her coat, her blazer, and finally, her skirt. She slipped out of her shoes, and clad only in her white knee-socks, she climbed onto her seat and leaned towards me. When she nipped my ear and began to softly kiss my neck, I nearly swerved off the road. While I drove with my left hand, I put my right arm around her and. .. or the bathroom. Take a shower mom. Anything but come in here...Bree felt her legs weaken when she heard the sound of Trina's door opening. She leaned forward putting her ear close to the door hoping that her pounding heart wouldn't be heard from outside. She held her breath when she heard the sound of her mother's voice. "What are you doing in bed already Katrina?" Bree heard her ask. "Oh I feel kinda sick. Thought I'd lay down till I felt better" she heard Trina say. "Need me to get you. What am I doing?” he cried as he braced himself against the opaque glass door of the shower. He cradled his face with his free arm. The heavy wad of jism still in his hand. He stayed like that for what felt like an eternity, hardly moving. He finally took a deep breath and unlatched the door. He knew why he was doing this. There was no other way. Gingerly Stan got out of the still cum-splattered shower and stepped into the plastic tub that they used to collect drinkable water when they were.