She pressed her mound against my hip and I was sure I felt dampness. I moved, snuffling as though still asleep. Mom half woke and seemed to realize ou... predicament and turned away so we were ass to ass, but that was almost as bad, her firm round cheeks pressed to my skinny butt.I worked my cock back inside my shorts, worried I was going to have to jack off when we stopped to wash because she was driving me crazy.Each day as we drove we talked about all kinds of things. She told me more about my. "They chatted about inconsequential things while they sifted through the pitiful selection of movies."No offense," she said as she scanned the boxes, "but this sucks. Action. Action. Action. Horror. Oh, look. Stupid comedy. And more Action. It's obvious Abigail doesn't buy the movies." Hey, Abigail doesn't really watch movies much, and it's not like I keep a collection for dates or something." You willing to go to the video store and get a movie? I've wanted to see one called 'Save the Last. He can’t resist,” Replied my wife.Staring directly into my shameful eyes, Marion goaded me: “You look like a cow, Peter. A cow being milked. I think he should moo for us, Caroline! Go on, Peter. Moo!”As the pent-up pleasure built from my balls, greedily watching her exposing her transparent white French Knickers, I obeyed…“Moo, moo, moo, moo!”The women both laughed at my predicament.“Get him a tail, Gerald!” said the object of my lust.Quickly, he scuttled off to another room, returning with the. I didn't want him to get pissed off at me for cumming in his mouth. He continued to suck faster and I felt his tounge now teasing the piss slit of my knob". I could feel my prostae fully loaded with sperm ready to come; I would not be able to control my ejaculation if he continued. In desperation, I released waistband of my underware that I was holding down with my right hand (SLAP). I took my right hand and tried to push the front of his head away. "I can't contol it anymore-STOP i'm going to.