I wanted to be taken over the edge. I could feel my body and mind arriving at the point of no return. My hands were clenched in fists and I could feel...my toes start to seize. All of a sudden, I felt David's cock thicken and become so rigid. His balls were hitting my chin, so, when I felt them become solid I knew he was about to explode down my throat. I was ready, I wanted to taste him. I needed to feel the warmth of him on the back of my throat. Becky was tormenting my pussy. I tried to moan. " Oh, God. Sick fuck." Her voice was laced with disgust.Michelle laughed despite the disgust churning in her stomach. "I couldn't have said it better myself. And the worst thing about this, I think we could stop him by using me as bait. But Nick won't even hear of it." You know why, don't you?" Stephanie sank down in the chair next to Michelle."His over developed sense of male dominance?" she joked. She had a feeling she knew what Stephanie was going to say and didn't want to hear it. It wasn't. I was mobbed when I went back inside, hugged excitedly by Marisa and Carlotta as they bounced up and down excitedly. “You still need to get permission from your parents,” I warned them.“We already did that,” Marisa exclaimed excitedly.“And we packed everything of Marisa’s that she needs. Her family will bring the rest of her stuff. My family already took most of my stuff when they moved,” Carlotta added. We added their stuff to the growing pile in the back of my pickup.Hearing us talking at. Truth to tell she could hardly wait until they reached their destination so she could escape the vehicle and collect her wits.'Why don't I feel guilty?' she wondered. 'Why the hell did I do it?'The 'it' was of course having sex with her son on the back seat of the car whilst her husband and daughter sat in the front, even if their view was totally blocked from the act of incestuous adultery ongoing behind them. Nor could she understand just what had driven her to more or less promise Gavin that.