He stuck out his right arm turning to see me head on. Not an axe killer by any means. Short and thin build college student type. He could use a couple...of good meals, and a shower, but not an axe murder. I pulled up and let him in. “Where you headed?” I asked. “North,” a long pause, “I guess.” he ended softly. Well I was headed north so there was no need to tell him so. We sat in silence as we drove up the highway. Several times he caught me looking at him. I would dodge back to the highway,. "There's no ignoring mother when she uses that tone. "Yes mommy," Iunconvincingly reply.She must have picked up on my lack of genuine resolve (we both knew whatshe was referring to)."Well, I don't believe you. Come here."I reluctantly zombie-walk towards her. She gets out her designer handbagand rummages around in it as I approach, until I'm within arm's reach.Mom pulls out her hot pink lipstick and sexily twists it. My eyes areglued to the phallic pick protrusion as it slowly, sensually. He typed 'bustybenji'. He tapped the sole result and typed a message..-You free?7 minutes later, Hank got a reply.-Yes sir.-Home alone. Come over.-Okay daddy! Be there in 30.-K.The six-foot-one-inch, two-hundred-forty-three pound man decided to wash up. He dried off and slipped on a pair of black athletic boxers and a pair of white socks. He left his hairy chest bare. He went into the basement and poured a glass of Hennessy. He added two cubes of ice and made his way back up to the family room.. "are ya scared?" said Becca.The lad stood there awkwardly as he looked at the two sluts stroking his mates unbelievably huge tool."Am, not that big though, i'm not gonna be able to compete with that" he said as he nodded towards his friends huge hung cock."That's fine sweety, just get over here and get it out" said Laura in a sexy voice. "urm, naa, I've gotta go anyway" he stuttered.He slid his hand out his pants, which they all realised was covered in cum, he awkwardly stood there with cum.