" Yes-the number for your hotel is on the refrigerator. Don't worry!I'll be fine."My dad interrupted, "Come on Liz-he can take care of himself for thr...edays. Call us if you need anything." Okay, dad. Bye!"And with that they were gone for the weekend. Three days. All to myself. Now I could finally go all the way and get this out of my system.As soon as they were gone, I rushed upstairs to their bedroom. I lookedout their window for the next twenty minutes, just to be sure that theyhad not. She explained how hard it had been for her to go through all. “You know, Pratyush? Every girl has their own desires. With my first husband, I never got to fulfill the entire thing I desired. With your father, it is not possible even though he is a great man,” she kept explaining.I felt bad for her and hugged her. she started crying. “Please stop crying. Now you have me, mom,” I said as I hugged her tight. She was still holding my cock, though. As I hugged her tight, her big boobs pressed. She slid her hips around so she got get a better position on my cock and in doing so her entire bounty was displayed to any passing trucker as we traveled down the interstate at 70 miles an hour. I looked over as we passed truck after truck and I could see the eyes on the truckers get wide as they saw Lisa’s shaved pussy staring back at them. She didn’t realize the erotic show she was giving to the passing truckers and continued to suck my cock and was getting me ever closer to orgasm.In one. While this story is based on the actual fact that my cousin did visit for a month when I was in high school, and we did a lot of making out, most of the story is based on my fantasies about this time in my life. Please give me feedback. Should I continue the story or not? Mark was your typical Texas 17 year old band geek. Most of his friends played in the band with him. Most of his spare time was spent practicing music on his clarinet. Most of his family was involved in other activities. So,.