I thought about the Sunday lunchmy mother would be preparing for two instead of three. I thought aboutLisa, wondering if she was thinking about me.It ...tarted with a station on the edge of an industrial estate thatmaterialised out of nowhere. Then there were steep slopes on either sideof the line, the hill to the right topped with a memorial of some kind.Streets, warehouses, factories, depots and gasworks closed in. A long,open platform, the type built for excursion trains in a bygone era,. She was sucking it deeper in her mouth than it has ever been sucked. Her hands were rubbing and caressing my balls while she hummed happily on my cock.I was watching her head bobbing up and down and her nice ass in the air ,knowing this rate I was not going to last.I was trying everything not to cum from what she was doing to me and it was awesome. Beth must have realized that I wasn’t going to last because she took her mouth off my aching cock and looked up at me. “You can cum any time because. I just know I couldn't have done that, but please go on.” Ashley wasn't so confidant now. She continued the story with less enthusiasm. “There was no way I was going to dress as conservatively as I might have had it been Daddy. Brad wanted it to look like he was traveling with his sexy girlfriend and I was anxious to do my part. It was difficult though, to find something interesting to wear. After looking through my clothes the next morning I settled on a denim romper. It was short and showed. Boyd, the cop who lived in the front row of the trailer park, was there in uniform. My parents of course, looking ready to bust with pride, that made me feel good.Tami looked proud, too. Traci looked bored, and Robbie? Robbie, I couldn't read."... risking his own life to rush into a building engulfed in flames. I present, the key to the city."I stood, smiled at the crowd and took the foot long gold plated key. "Thanks," I said quickly, waved the key over my head and beat a hasty retreat."And.