"Okay give that a try while I have ya pinned!" I replied. She immediately saw the futility of that hollow threat and a slight smile crossed her face. ...Alright, if you'll calm the fuck down I'll get off ya," I said as I let her up. She surprised me by not getting up but instead lay there looking at me. "What has gotten into you Derrick?" I don't know" I sobbed through tears beginning to run down my cheeks. "What do you mean 'you don't know?' You tried to **** me, your mother!" she hissed. "No, I. “Okay…”I flushed, caught up in my own confusion. Not wanting to take the conversation any further, I turned away to make the tea. This is not going well, I mused.________________________Two hours later, we were back on the highway, heading north in the mist. We stopped briefly in Fort Bragg to grab two espressos and some croissants, and then booted on up the coast towards Rockport. The weather was almost a complete reversal from yesterday. Now foggy and grey, the ocean and hills were nearly. Maybe this was my idea, but I still went as far as she did.After only five minutes, we had the chair moving back and forth every five seconds or so, and she moved around like we were sticking needles into her too. It seemed to us like she wasn't used to such pleasure, so we were in the lead past the other two.I still needed to release her nipple because I couldn't take the headache, but I began licking it yet again and had her tingling too. I let her nipple fling as I went up and down numerous. She asked if they were swollen somehow from the fall or if they were always that big. She was cupping my balls in her small hand and pulling them away from my body to get a closer look. I noticed that they were much larger than her hand and loved the way that she started rolling my balls with her fingers. I told her that they were at their normal size but that they were so big that it meant I couldn’t wear tight jeans. I guess this was meant to elicit a little sympathy while at the same time,.