" I am too. I didn't want to do them in a car though." I listened to what she said, starting to calm down, as my blood started circulating more normal...y again. I had been letting my passion do my thinking for me again, concentrating on the excitement and the adrenaline that was urging me forward. Thinking back, I could see how pushy I might have seemed to her, especially since I was constantly trying to override her very clear protests and objections. I could see why she thought I was angry. It turned warm and at about the same time I felt her small fingers begin probing gently at my ass. “Look, if you relax, this will go a lot easier for you. It is going to happen and I am going to enjoy it so the only person you are potentially hurting is yourself!” she laughed and as she said the last she pushed a finger that felt like it was 3 feet long and iron pipe thick into my ass.I hate to admit it, but after she held it there for a few seconds, it did not feel bad and when she started. ” She said to herself as she squeezed her thighs together, trying to put some pressure on her throbbing clit as she could still feel the warmth of her son’s face on the soles of her feet. She had to straighten herself out very quickly as she was about to have a meeting with some school sponsors. Try as she may, Janice could not get her mind off the sensation of having her feet worshipped by any man let alone her own son.Janice was deep in thought during her drive home. She had a feeling she. I was just impossibly horny. It seemed like my little clitty just leaked juice constantly in its cage. There was no pleasure there, just cold, sticky, gooey. But that did not matter."Please cum," I begged David. "I want your juices." You must hold it in your slut-mouth, not swallow," I was told. I nodded as I continued to bob up and down.Finally, gripping his beautiful cock like a broom handle, I pumped and sucked as I felt it explode. Thrust after thrust. Filling my mouth. Oh my! There was so.