I had gotten to the point that getting her into bed again was becoming a crucial goal. I started thinking about how to do it when she started talking...again, “Anna talked more about boys she’s gone to bed with, and how some are good, and some she wants to forget.”Anna’s sexual history? “Did she tell you how many guys she’s fucked?”“Not a number, but she told me she when she started.” At this point Jaycee stopped and looked directly into my eyes, “With her brother.”My heart slammed, my mind. .’ ‘No Jon, you can’t do this to me, I thought you were nice!’‘You definitely got that wrong, now SHUT THE FUCKING FUCK UP!!!’I shut my mouth but carried on crying silently in disbelief to my situation. Jon went over to the metal cabinet and started taking some stuff out and placing it on the table behind me. I could barely make out what he was getting. Firstly a ball gag was placed in my mouth. It was way too big and it only just squeezed between my teeth, my jaw was stretched to the limit and. He was panting and making low grunts as he ground his hips with mine. My hands stroked his thighs and ass. I wanted to taste this delicious boy and he too wanted to suck me. So we turned and immediately started playing with each other. I gently rubbed his balls and he stroked my dick with his thin fingers. I took his turgid cock into my mouth and held it as my tongue washed his slit and head rim with saliva and suction. His thighs widened as he tried to push his sweet round cock inside my warm. Some guy in a pickup truck next to me tried to speed up and get in front of me but I managed to stay with him and pulled up next to her. I lowered the window and my wife leaned in and smiled at Bobby in the back seat. I asked where she was heading. She gave some ridiculously distant destination and I told her she'd have to put out for a ride that far. My wife looked at me, at the box on the front seat, and then back at Bobby. Behind us a car horn sounded. I pointed at the box and said for.