Time to make a stand. Time to get up and do something about my life.I stand from the couch and grab my car keys. It's about two hours to Lisa's house ...rom where I live. Two long hours in the car, looking at the road passing under my tires, listening to the radio. Every song is about us. Every song is a love song, every twisted, painful emotion reaching out to me from the speakers, reaching inside my soul. I hear the words, and I feel the music and I know the emotions. Love. Never-ending,. She towed me around squeezing my erection in her grip as much as she possibly could and most surely as we encountered visitors at the dairy. We had become a more common sight around the place, the two of us attached with my linker acting like the tongue of her little trailer. I worried eventually she might make callouses on my penis from so much recreational handling but they had their oh so convenient magic to help avoid such troubles. They knew I couldn’t be damaged with a sore penis if they. “Hello, my name is David. I am Philip’s dad.”His hand was so warm and strong. I tried not to look at him. My brain started to draw naughty pictures.“Yes, David. How I can help you? It’s kinda late and I have to go home.”“It will take couple minutes only. I was just wonder about one thing.”“Yes, what is it?” I took my purse and was going towards the door.“Is it possible for my son to have A on next test?”I stopped in the middle of my way to the door. “Excuse me? You want to risk my reputation. But I finally got a chance to get a good look at Debbie's enormous breasts.There was no hiding my pleasure. My eyes must have gotten really big."Enjoying the view Mr. Green?" teased Debbie."It's just you're so beautiful!" Well, they're all yours lover."The next thing I remember I had gone from kneading Debbie's tits like two giant mounds of dough to fucking the living daylights out of her. The neighbors downstairs must have thought Debbie was doing a late night load of wash with the way her.