"You should be able to fit behind the seat there, just watch your step."I took a big step up and then another until I was inside the truck. I felt lik... I was about four feet off the ground. I squeezed in behind the driver's seat and was inside.It was pretty spacious back here. I couldn't quite stand up fully but almost. There was a small cot, neatly made, a small fridge, a bag with some clothed. It was pretty neat back here.I heard the man hop into the truck too, sitting in the driver's. You take your big hands and force her down on her stomach. I wonder if she minds, but then I wonder no more as I see her immediately spread her legs wide. I also see the glistening wetness of her cunt and I can’t wait to see your cock enter that wetness. Slowly, you insert the tip. You look at me and smile. You know that you are teasing both of us. I realize that I have been holding my breath, and I smile back at you. For a moment you move away from her and grasp my hair, kissing me hard. You. Despite my escape, she didn't move to re-capture my hand, instead her focus remained with the arm she'd been holding. Using both of her hands she pushed my arm down and pinned it firmly on my stomach. She momentarily wrapped her fingers in mine, as if holding my hand, before her body began to descend. As she lowered herself back down, she scooted forward slightly, causing her to sit on her hand which held mine. With a slight shift of her weight she let go of my hand and pulled her hand. But I have to be honest with myself. I can't be mad at you for the traits I love in your mother. We both wish you were more ... I don't know. I hate to use the word normal. But you are what you are and you got that way without any influence from us as far as I can tell. It may well be that there really is a gene for that sort of behavior."I'm upset that you went behind my back and put your mother in a position where she felt it necessary to keep things from me. She and I have always been.