"This make the traffic a little better?" she asked."Yeah, it helps, thanks, hon."In a few more minutes, she had unzipped my fly and put her hand insid... gripping me and rubbing her thumb around the tip of my cock."Mmm, you're distracting the driver but that's just fine."With that, she pulled me out of my pants and began rubbing me up and down. I usually got masturbated in some private place we parked or in her basement TV room or some place like that, never in a public spot like this, though it. I didn’t realize I had been crying. Jeff took me in his arms. He had been audacious to think I would go along with whatever he said without question. He had complete trust in how I would act because he knew who I was. My father might have thought Jeff was playing this up to achieve the greatest leverage from this confrontation. He would have been wrong. I had never seen Jeff this angry. I didn’t know Jeff could get this angry. The most amazing thing about it was Jeff was as out of control as he. It was tingling and swung slightly. Parvin was staring at my penis motionlessly.I think she became courageous as well as greedy for sex and at last she grabbed my penis tightly and began to move her hand up and down. She was repeatedly looking at my eyes to ensure that I was still sleeping or not. She then slowly went at the door and locked the door securely. Then returned again and removed her shari and blouse from her body. I saw there was a red bra inside, she slipped the straps from her. At the same time, I also noticed a change in Carol’s behaviour. She spent more and more time outside away from home than at home. During our meals, I often found her glancing at the phone and a smile drawing across her face. I didn’t want to reach any conclusion but the signs which she gave were similar to the ones I got when she was cheating behind my back.Two days after Cynthia left, Carol told me that she wanted to speak to me. After our supper, she invited me to the room which was occupied.