Dammit, my dick is burning from the pressure! This is crazy. She wants to get fucked. She always does. What are we doIng? Is my dick now talking to me... Fuck her??? There always comes a point where a man can make fantasy become realIty. Someone Is In the fast lane flashing their lights for us to move on. AW HELL, SHE IS GOING TO GET FUCKED!!! I pull over onto the next exit and Gregg and the trucker follow and stop and park behind me. I get out my car and by the time I reach the passenger side of. Even so, during my walk, I was only disturbed by some rabbits and some ducks in a little stream to the side of the woods. And when I got closer to the biking path, I decided to do something more daring this time. I would go out of the woods and take a look around on the path.So, when I reached the edge of the woods, I looked up and down the bike path. I couldn't see anyone on the path and also no one in the pasture in front of me. Well, except from a few cows that were grazing in there, but I. We want to be presentable when she arrives. I especially want Taylor to be presentable, so I have him relax on the couch while we wait. I kneel in front of him and spread his knees slightly. He knows what’s coming, and his cock responds before I’ve even touched it. Sometimes I’m so hungry for his cock that I’m gobbling it up before he’s even hard – I love to feel it grow in my throat. Not tonight, though. I’m not sure when she’ll get here, and I want to stretch it out – literally – so. It felt very warm. I stayed still until he emptied his dick in me. Both of us were spent. "There's a sign stating there a place to eat about ten miles up the road. Are you guy's hungry? " Yea Dad, I could eat something," Mike said. I turned around and looked at Mike. He was smiling at me. "What about you Mom? Think you could eat something?" I'm pretty full, but I think I could eat a hot dog or something."I bent over to pick up my panties that ended up on the floor mat of the car. When I bent.