He pulled over to pee and we got outand i saw his cock. mine is about 5-6 inches and kinda skinny. his was 6-7 and fat,, even soft. I became hypnotize... by it I got that urge you get in the pit of your stomach when your getting excited anyway, he saw me staring and said you gay dude? I was taken back and said no way, he then said "it's" ok if you are, I could use a gay or anyone about now. the bad part was is that he didnt put it away, he actually started pulling on it slowly looking right at. This carried on for a few minutes as I rammed my mouth up and down on his huge black cock before I felt him pushing my hands away and grab the back of my head. My eyes widened as I heard him start to grunt a little louder and then start to fuck my throat. I knelt there and let him use my mouth, at the same time I had slid my hand down between my legs and started working on my needy wet warm pussy.I loved the feeling of being on my knees for this complete stranger while he roughly fucked in and. We sat and watched again. He noticed my hands in my crotch and said well we might as well do what we hooked up for. I laughed and said, " I agree". He took off his shirt, he had a nice defined chest and flat stomach, no 6 pack or anything but you could tell he worked out and shaved his chest hair. I stood up to take mine off. He said that I had nice pec muscles and I returned the compliment to him. I decided to go for it and tugged my loose fitting shorts off, revealing that I was not. "Oh Phil, you're hard again". "Can't you at least cover yourself up"? Sandra asked me. "Why the hell should I, you've not took your eyes off it from when it slipped from your mother. What's your problem Sandra, you've seen cocks before and plenty so I'm told", I snapped back. "Bastard"! She said. "Oh dear, have I hit a nerve"? I asked sneeringly. "This is getting us nowhere", interrupted Gina, "and I've told you before, I make the rules in this house. “Phil will stay as he is”. Sandra.