At 10:30 I pulled into the diner parking lot as she was walking out to her car. I pulled right up beside her before she got into her car and said, "H...y, Lady, ya' want a ride somewhere?" Yeah, hey, do you want me to just follow you, where do you live, anyway?" she asked."I live just across the bridge, along the river, follow me," I said, trying very hard to appear casual, like this was just a no big deal thing."Alright, just drive slow so I don't lose you," she said.Yeah, like I was going to. When he spoke this time, his voice was low but the command was clear, ?Stand up Sarah. I need to check something out. Push your chair back to the wall and place your hands on the desk. When you place your hands on the desk, I want your fingertips touching the outer edge and your palms down. You will arch your back so that your ass is presented to me properly.? Sarah’s mouth went dry and her stomach dropped. Her breathing became ragged and her panties were immediately becoming moist. She could. As I knew it would be, it was pure pleasure for me. It was heaven to feel his head stretching and forcing my asshole. Once his head had pushed its way through, he took an easy plunge and got as deep as our angle and the divider would allow. For a little while, I don't know how long, he just sat there, with his cock up my ass.Now, I like getting pounded, but I love it when a man takes my ass like that, penetrating me and then holding it. It gives me time to think. It gives me time to realize "I. I looked in broken mirror, oh God, my ‘sindoor’ dot get distorted in shape. It is no more rounds but a big bright red smudge on my forehead. My looks appear like “a bride, just taken”. Shames of doing ‘dirty’ things with own son at dawn is killing me inside. Like a fish I turned down & I tried to flee. I drift in bed. But my son’s strong hands grabbed my both ankle and twisted me. I whirled in bed. He pulled me in his lap. I fly like a pigeon in my son’s lap.I gave him a hard SLAP. Without.