"Had a car to return." That car came to you," the woman told me directly.I was about to reply with an expected, "Yeah, right," but stopped myself. The...e people virtually live on The Highway as best I could determine. I know I'd seen them here on both my previous trips. Bad form to argue with someone who may know a whole lot more than you do.I settled for giving an indeterminate nod, before settling down to firmly watch The Highway myself. I intended now to prove myself as dedicated a watcher as. We had been visiting Cookie's folks in Mulvane and we were headed back home to Denver. I was looking forward to getting home to my own bed and not just because I wanted to sleep. Cookie's parents live in a house with paper-thin walls and Cookie wouldn't let me make love to her there. I had slept next to her, but had gone without sex for the whole nine days we were there and I was hurting. I had pulled into a rest stop and had tried to get Cookie into the back seat, but she told me no, "I want. In the evenin, we both left the house at the same time and I took the bike n bid goodbye to her. She was wearing the same dress she wore yesterday. She boarded the taxi and went on. I followed her in the stealth and it was becoming dark. The car went outside the city limits and dropped her at a bus stop. It was 8 o clok in the evening and i called her up. SHe lied that she is in college and going to the dept n cut the phone sayin that she gotta go. I saw her and she got into a black SUV which. The tremor seemed to be abating, and in moments would stop altogether, a fact that I was grateful for, since my sons erection had not entirely deflated, and would surely return in its full glory if my cum splattered tits continued to stroke it much longer. Gathering my senses, I tilted my head back until my gaze met that of my son. His face betrayed the feelings of shame and guilt that he was obviously experiencing, and despite the salty taste of his cum in my mouth, I couldn't help but feel.