My cock began to pulse more quickly and I could feel my cock tense even more. I was going to cum. This beautiful woman was about to get both barrels i... the back of her throat. “Oh my god yes… keep going” I began to rock my hips forcing my bulging cock into her mouth, picking up speed I began to feel my ability to hold my cum back begin to wither. Just as I was about to cum she stopped, pulled out and pressed the flat of her fingers into the meeting of my head and shaft. Shear disappointment. She hadn't known I was even in the car with her!! Watching her being led across the gravel driveway, her dress unbuttoned all the way down the front and the scarf tied over her eyes almost made my heart break. It was all I could do not to jump out of the car, take her in my arms, and drive her home.When the door slammed shut behind her and I was alone in the parking lot I wondered what I had done. It was a strange combination of emotions, my heart breaking on one hand because I didn't know what. “I don’t know. We’re probably forgetting something.”“The kitchen sink?” Alex asked.“Don’t be silly. We don’t need one of those,” Ted said.Sherry stood next to the Mustang, watching Otterly fuss around with the stuff in it. There just wasn’t any room for anything else to go in it, no matter what Otterly did. Mustangs weren’t built with hauling stuff around in mind. Everyone, with the exception of Alex, reacted negatively when Sherry suggested that they put a trailer behind the Mustang. The guy. Daddy drank his beer and we chit-chatted while I massaged his feet. I imagined other men would come home and watch TV before dinner, but my parents always talked about their day to each other, catching each other up as Mom massaged his foot.I understood. It was so romantic. I felt so close to Daddy and so jealous of Mom. I hoped she never returned from Grandma’s.After I massaged his feet, we had dinner. The chicken was a little rubbery from the crock-pot, but Daddy didn’t complain. Instead of.