I did notice that she hadn't said she wouldn't like me to.I squeezed her with the arm that was holding her around the waist, and clamped my hand a lit...le tighter on her butt.That's when I noticed in the rear view mirror that there was a car about a quarter of a mile behind us, also pulled off on the shoulder."Well, if we can't do that, there is one other thing I can do for you right now." I said. I'd held the link between us, and immediately sent a large spark of my love into her internal. Not really at my feet, but in my direction sort of, as if the falling phone had decided that it's best chance of survival lay in being close to me. My immediate impulse is to help pick up the pieces, but she stops right there, bends over and picks up the pieces. About that time I'm wondering about how it is that I didn't RUSH to help, as that is sort of my bent, but I just sort of shrug it off as, well, it's not like there was immediate danger or anything. This was a cell phone, not a hand. I looked in and I saw my son standing there naked. I almost gasped. His cock was dangling down between his legs. He had to be nine inches in length. I only looked for a few seconds. I quickly walked to my bedroom and closed the door.I stripped out of my clothes and got onto the bed. I found my favorite dildo and I pressed it to my pussy. I slowly slipped it past my folds. I knew it was only six inches long, nowhere near the size of Kyle's prick. I must have gotten loud as I worked it in and out. I could tell he was ready to cum and not wanting to miss a drop, I went back down on him. I squeezed my lips as tightly as I could wanting him to imagine it was the tightness of my sissy ass. All of a sudden he started to quietly scream “I’m going to cum! I’m going to cum!” as if he was trying to warn me in case I didn’t want his load. I never took my mouth away while he squirted over and over into my mouth. I wanted him to see me take his load, but the way we were positioned would have meant I.