He also allowed and his hands were near my dick he sensed the hard on there. And was just letting his hand be there. I picked up courage took my hands...to his dick and and started rubbing it and he was cozy further and murmur a thanks. I unzipped him slowly and took his lund outside and started holding it. At the same time he also started squeezing my lund. And i pulled it out for him. I asked him suddenly I hope your sister will not come now. He said no… And he also said wish she comes. I asked. It was a territory thing. She wasn’t to go with another guy until the trucker dropped by again. I heard her yelp as he did that. Buck, buck, buck, I could hear the slapping sound as he ran his thick bare cock up her. The thrusts were so hard that Jenny’s feet were lifting from the tarmac below. She was groaning now, with every brutal upward thrust.The women were turned then, Annette and Jenny alike. They were made to lean forward against the wall, their little skirts pushed up. I watched Blue. To me, she seemed normal. As I continued to stare at her I realized that in the thirty plus years I’d known her I have never seen her in a bathing suit. In all the time I’ve known her I have seen her only once in her bra and underwear and that was a brief glance.“What are you staring at?” Joyce said to bring me out of my thoughts.“Huh?” I mumbled as my coffee cup touched my lips and I took a large swallow.The still hot coffee burned my mouth and for a split second I almost spit it out.. Shit in his face, indeed!"Jay laughed. "You almost pissed in my face." There's a big difference, honey. I enjoy a little perverse play, but there is a line, after all," she said."I don't think I'd enjoy getting a face full of shit," Jay replied."What about a face full of piss?" she teased.Jay looked directly at his mother. "Hot piss?" That's the only kind," she answered, her voice throaty."Well... I'd have to think about that," Jay said.She looked at her son closely. "That man didn't mean he.