She had to drive about eight miles down the country road to a station that looked like it was out of Smokey & The Bandit II. It was down a gravel road...and the car had been bouncing and shaking along it. They got the fuel- and it was a reasonable price, too- and headed back towards the interstate. The station was fully self-service; the owner was lounging in a seat out front of the station and could not be cajoled to get up from the seat for love or money. It even had a little sign posted. I felt a finger applying the Vaseline softly and tenderly on my pussy lips. First one finger that actually penetrated my pussy, then I felt two fingers and Jim’s action around the pussy. His fingers were applying Vaseline all around my pussy. He was stretching out the entrance to my pussy so his cock would not hurt me upon entering. We were in a doggie style position. I felt Jim’s cock “knocking” on the outside of my pussy and in a quick way he pushed in and his cock head was inside my pussy.. "May I go see myself in a mirror now, Mommy?" I asked."Sure, of course you may," she said. She lifted me by the waist and placedme down on the floor on my feet. I ran off to look in the mirror, and thencame back."Do you like them?" Mommy asked. I nodded. "Would you like me to paint yournails for you, too?" she asked. "I have a shade that would go really nicelywith that nightie."I nodded with a big smile. "Yes please," I said. She went and brought thenail polish.When she returned, she sat down. I would examine every curve of my mothers body. Her breast were somewhat saggy and a 38D hidden just beneath her bikini top. I sure did like looking at those. But the best part was her fat pussy mound! I could never take my eyes off of it! Often times her pussy hairs would be peeking from the edges of her bikini. I would have to get in the water to calm my hardening penis. Most of the time I would say I needed to go to the bathroom and go inside, dry off just enough not to drip through the.