Unfortunately, than plan was a bit too optimistic for the new world conditions.A few people were willing when pressured (or threatened with brandished...handguns) to put their cars into neutral and push them out of the way themselves, others decided that they had the right to keep blocking the roadway and either had to be pushed by me forcibly out of the way or needed to be coerced by the firing a warning shot from my .45 pistol to get their heads out of their asses ... and their junker out of my. I saw it coming; I just didn’t want to make the first move to end it. I guess I hoped the problem would fix itself.”“Did you guys consider counselling?” I ask as he took two glasses from the cabinet and started mixing cocktails. “We spoke about it, but Catherine wants to be alone. The company she works for is sending her to open a branch on the East Coast, so we would have been separated in any case.”“I’m really sorry,” I say sincerely. “If having me here makes this any more difficult, you just. Rebeca isn’t going to Kentucky ... I mean ... Would you have room for me to ride along?”“Really? Isn’t your mom driving?”“It’s been a little tense this weekend. She doesn’t see it as being important for her to drive me all the way to Kentucky when we’ve already shot and released our video.”“Cindy, if your mom will give permission, we’d be happy to have you with us in the truck and for the weekend.”I still had an obstacle to getting us all to Kentucky this weekend. I did my five mile pacesetter. "You bet!", I said grinding myself against him sensuously, "You"re hung like a stud pony, honey and Mommy wants to ride you!" "Go for it, Mom", gasped Charles, "Fuck my cock!" With a whimper of pleasure, I began moving my hips back and forth, pinning my son"s ass against the tiled wall as his wonderfully hard prick slid in and out of my highly aroused cunt. I was beside myself with lust! Charles"s cock felt sooo good inside me, even better than I remembered his father"s cock had felt during the.