"We're at a rest stop with a rest room, probably ought to let Ol'Jack do his thing too. Need to take a bathroom break" he asked Sammi?She nodded."The...e old rest stops aren't the cleanest. They usually have showers but I know a better truck stop down the highway where we can eat breakfast too in the morning. I wouldn't Doddle in the bathroom these rest stops can have some characters."The idea of taking a shower sounded amazing to Sammi, it was now the fourth day since she ran away and got on. When he was ready he would normally put me on my back, scoop up my legs with his arms, move the backs of my knees on to his shoulders and then mount me. As he moved in on me, curling my back up and lifting my fanny off the bed I aligned myself to take the head of his cock straight on and would guide myself in to the path of his thrust. Once in me, he would rock forward, placing his weight on me and pinning my back to the bed with my fanny elevated. At that point he would take me all the way and. The pleasure was when their hips gyrated in their selfish desire to force their cock deeper whether it was oral or anal sex knowing that I was the instrument of their sexual gratification to be used however they wanted it. That was my own satisfaction.The three of us lay down with Seth in the middle. An awkward silence ensued, quite ironic I thought, in that this awkwardness should have preceded the sex with the uncertainty factor of who was or wasn't interested in doing what to whom. Claus. Through the last half of these ten years, she had slowly begun to notice his desirable dick getting hard in his pants every time she’d light up. The realization didn’t come easy or quickly to her at first. It was just something she noticed, but never put two and two together. Who would figure such a thing? But then it all crystallized one hot summer day some three years ago, when she accidentally stumbled onto a stash of pictures he was saving in a folder on their computer. A knowing smile.