Sara replaced mom over his face demandinghis cleaning service. Sara and I showered together and came out to find dad tied spread eagled ontheir bed, a...d mom peeking outside, through the curtains. ?Sara, why don't you put something trashy on and go over to that truckstopdiner. I saw one skanky little whore strutting from one semi to another, countingher cash, and a real hot, young little trailer park slut walk like she'd beenridden real hard from another one of those big trucks and go in the. Her hair pulled back in a ponytail, and she carried a pair of pom-poms. When she jumped, her stuffed bra moved nicely and the skirt flew up enough to show you she wasn't wearing gym shorts, just a pair of what looking like satin panties of a lighter orange than her shirt. Damn, she has got my attention and the attention of everyone she walked past.Other than lusting after Patrice every time I saw her in the hall for a couple of years, it was a typical day that came to an end after the clock. Dan's belt was undone, his zip slid down and his trousers pulled off leaving him lying on the bed in shirt and briefs. The latter barely accommodated his erection and balls and as my own were bursting to escape I knew his must be too. Did she release them? No. Instead she worked them through the thin fabric of his pants. Dan was groaning with pleasure and expectation. Cara too. "Get them off Robyn", she said and her hand went down on my trousers exploring the dimensions of my swollen. I remember how excited I was taking those pictures in the bathroom, trying to pose my cock in such a way that made it look like a piece of meat art! My heart was thumping as I uploaded it from my camera to my profile.This site has a chatroom feature where "sons" and "daddies" can get talking. It was here that I met John. He was in his mid sixties and was just what I was looking for: a top oriented guy, masculine like myself and experienced in teaching younger men. I got to trusting him and.