The trucker did his best to stay along side of us so he could watch Carol giving John a blowjob. I wanted to speed home but traffic was terrible. We...got to our exit and the trucker honked his horn again at us.At the first traffic signal I looked in the back seat again. Carol's new bustier was thrown to the floor and she was naked from the waist up. She was lying on the back seat and John was tit fucking her. At every thrust up Carol would suck the head of John's cock.My cock was so hard I. That’s why my clothes are loose and silky and add to that that it’s my son’s hand that’s sliding over my breast and i’m already climbing the walls.Aj takes my hand and leads me to the supply room and locks the door. It’s dark, warm, and wet: with stacks of detergent boxes and broken appliances on the floor and tools hanging on the walls. Who cares? Aj is kissing me. Aj is kissing me with the lover’s kisses i’ve been aching for. Aj is touching me and i’m alive. Everyplace his hand reaches seems. “Emily, did you understand everything the professor said about stochastic processes and entropy in yesterday’s lecture?”“Yes, why?”“Well, I’m struggling with chemistry, and I won’t be able to stay in the electronics engineering program if I don’t pass it,” I said.“Would you like me to help you?” she asked.It didn’t take me long to answer ‘yes’ to her offer. It allowed me to spend more time with this angelic co-ed whom I drooled over. So Tuesday and Thursday evenings, Emily and I spent a couple. Come on.’ She grabbed my hand and pulled me to my feet. Together we walked to the back door, which was open and we stepped inside. My concept of a church was rather foggy, coming from my younger years. I figured it to be a ‘holy’ place with hushed voices, and as such. We walked from room to room and I observed that no one place appeared more reverent than another. So I asked her. ‘This church is only a building where we come together for worship of God.’ She started her explanation. ‘God is.