" We'll swing by. I have just one more stop to make myself. I live about five miles from here over by the school on the edge of town. By the way, my n...me is Hank Rawlings." You can call me Angie." No last name or nothing. I guess maybe there was more that needed washing than some clothes. There was a distinct unwashed odor about my passenger. She must have known it for she cracked the window and sat as far away from me as possible.The town supported a large dollar store and I pulled into the. I kept giving her a lap dance, lowered my pants, and lost my shoes. I wasn't wearing socks so the only thing I had on were some boxers. I undid the snap and I did a little hip roll in front of her, while I reached down to stroke her breast.Her eyes were on my cock and her breathing was getting heavier. I was getting hard, picked up her hand, and put it on my cock through my boxers. She squeezed it and felt the length and weight of it. I pushed down on my underwear and she let go. It kind of. I never asked him to doit. But He did it for me. I started liking when he caressed me. One day on the terrace, he placed me on his lap and I was pulling the hairs on his chest. Little did I know that it would arouse him. I saw tiny nipples and asked if I could suck on them. He agreed. I did suck on them. They became firm, round and hard. I could feel something hard under me. He slowly picked me up and took out his dick. There it was for the first time I saw a huge cock. I was surprised. I asked. .. uh, I guess. But what..." I need to put this on your head for ten minutes or so," Jeff said, holding out the helmet ring. "It won't harm you in any way." We've all had it done, Honey," Brenda assured.Angel looked back and forth between her father and mother. "You two tried to tell me about Justin, but I wouldn't listen. I guess it's time I paid attention to the two people on Earth who love me." Turning to Jeff, "What do you need me to do?"Jeff walked around behind the couch. "Just relax..