To my surprise his cock never got soft. That was OK with me. I raised up and said that we should be heading home. It would take us about 30 minutes to...get back. Once we were on the road I reached over and started rubbing his cock through is pants. Once I realized that he wasn’t going to stop me I unzipped his pants and pulled out his cock. I leaned over and swallowed it. He had a little cum on this cock head. I sucked and bobbed his juicy cock and swallowed as much as I could. “That feels so. "My mom says that a woman can take just about any size prick, that cunts can stretch a long way when they have to. And Mary--I really want to screw you, and make you come the way you did with your father. I want to eat that sweet little pussy, too."She pulled in a deep breath that lifted her small, round breasts against her green satin robe. "Eat it? Go down on me?" Sure," he said. "You don't know how that can turn you on, and I'll bet your beautiful cunt will taste like honey."Mary's tiny hand. He was very tall, just like Michael, at least 6'0." Morning mom," he said taking a seat next to me."Morning honey. You want some orange juice or coffee?" Ah I'll drink some orange juice. Don't worry I'll serve myself," he said sweetly.I shrugged and let him serve his own juice. He got a plate and served himself some eggs, bacon and sausage links. He went back to sit with me. "So dad's going away this weekend huh?" Yeah," I answered weakly."He won't be here for you for Mother's Day?" I guess. “Maxine, why don’t you come back to my hotel room?”All kinds of warning lights went off in my head. Maybe she was a serial killer, child molester, or she had some dude in the hotel waiting for her to bring back a victim he could rape and later kill.“No, I don’t think so.”“Maxine, listen to me, nothing will happen to you. There is a warm bed, a shower and then we can order room service, please, trust me.”Her soft voice and kind strange eyes got the better of me. I hadn’t slept in a real bed for.