...or a girlfreind?" I asked her. "No one special," she said, and began devouring my cock again. At this moment the door of the rest room creaked op...n and we listened intently as someoe shuffled in, stepped up to one of the urinals, unzipped his fly, urinated, and shuffled back out. She never stopped sucking my cock for a moment but I was slightly distracted. I began to pump my hips a little harder now as I was very close. I had prolonged it for as long as possible but true t her word. Our families went to the same church, and our preacher, Reverend Helen August, was a bit of a homophobe. My friend had to think my mother held the same sort of beliefs. Now she was realizing maybe my mom didn’t.“So, what are you two going to do with your slumber party?” Mom asked.Wendy squirmed more.“Make love,” I said casually.“Just make sure you clean up,” my Mommy-slut said. “You don’t want to leave a mess for Wendy’s mother to discover and get her in trouble.” Wendy’s jaw dropped. She. That put us a little ways north of Caryville, Tennessee. "Alice, start keeping your eye out for a campground or someplace to pull over so we can stop for lunch," I said."Okay," she said and she started keeping her eyes peeled for signs. It was about ten minutes later she spotted a rest area. "There! There's a sign for a rest area a mile up the road!" she said.So we drove to the rest area and I pulled in. There were outhouse "facilities" so we stopped close to them. It was still drizzling so we. But that had been before she had met him. The man who demanded to be known only as ‘Father’. The man who mother now clung to like a leaf to a tree, terrified that winter might come tomorrow. Even completely unclothed, the older woman pressed herself to him. Breaking every rule of propriety she had pounded into Chastity’s mind over 18 years of painstakingly enclosed upbringing. ‘The world out there was amok with temptation and sin!’ She had proclaimed. ‘Girls these days wearing as little as they.