“I thought she was alone.”Grace looked across the windshield at the tall, handsome trucker with the Tom Selleck moustache headed their way, smilin.... She was nervous as a cat but her pussy was aching for a cock.Cliff gave Lauren a big hug and then whispered something in his ear. He looked surprised then took two more steps and leaned in through the passenger window. “Well, hello there. I’m Cliff and you must be Lauren’s lovely mom.”“Yes, I’m Grace. My girls speak highly of you but I’m not so. I raised my arms and slid my hands over her shoulders, my fingertips brushing the loose strands of hair about her neck that had slipped from her hair tie, “No, not surrender... Détente?” I offered. “Detente... I like the sound of that” she whispered as the gap between our mouths reduced to nothing. Our lips met hesitantly at first, brushing across one another as I pulled the hair tie off letting her long hair fall down about our heads. Her breath was hot and deep as gradually our tongues met,. Nearby a table of fellows are talking furtively, but excitedly about anearby place. I hear snippets. One speaks of all the cars parked in anempty lot, seemingly to no purpose. Another mentions its somewhat dubiousreputation. A third tells of strange noises coming from the place,comings and goings late at night, and of apparitions flitting about inthe gloomy copse that surrounds the place.I am intrigued. Classes and final exams have ended. I have nothing to do;all of my friends are away for. After a moment's hesitation, she jumped on my back, dug her heelsinto my sides, and commanded me to move. We made our way to the all glasselevator and she had me back up to the back, so that my ass was restingon the back wall. I looked down as we started to climb and noticed we hadassembled quite a crowd. Loving the attention, she began to grab my hairand lean back, slamming my ass against the glass wall and jamming thecurling iron further into my ass. As we approached the room, she dismounted.