I liked how she called me “little bro”, even though I was one year older than her. I began to fuck her harder, but without rushing, one thrust at ... time, hard enough to fulfill her desires. Her pussy was totally wet by now. I inserted one finger into her sacred hole, just to feel our sex. I told her to do the same. I told her to feel what it was like to be there together, our flesh bonding, our fluids mixing. She introduced her finger and touched my shaft.“Do you like it? Do you like to fuck. Completelyhelpless, as helpless as a school girl, don't I, baby?" Mmm-hmmm." She had never talked to me like this; I felt so strangelyemasculated and euphoric. I didn't care what she said; I was in heaven."My baby, with your little ass sticking out into the palm of my hand."She moved her hand back from my balls and cupped my ass. She started towork her soapy hand up and down along my ass-crack until her middlefinger grazed my secret, sensitive spot. I let out an unexpectedlyhigh-pitched. I feel his hot cum shooting down the back of my throat as he unloads every bit of it. He then pulls my head off of his cock and shoves me back to the floor telling the driver that they are going to have a good time with me.We drive for a while and I sit there looking at the two hug truckers on either side of me wondering if i had gotten in over my head. After wa while I hear the truck pulling off into what appears to be a rest area. They pull to the back of the lot away from the other trucks so. By then I was bold and sat beside my mother and put my face on her shoulder as if I too started reading.The story was about a son who was attracted to his own mother and was one day peeking through the bathroom door while his mom took bath. There were some graphic details as to how she looked and son gets too horny and takes his dick out and starts jerking off.My mother continued her reading and I could notice her breathing quickening. When she was about to turn to page two, I helped her by.