Bobby’s request for help with his homework was a nightly occurrence. Little if any of his homework got done then. Bobby was there for one reason and...one reason only. To stare at his mother’s breasts and rub himself until he was ready to go to his room and finish.It was Saturday night and Taylor was out with Ken. Bill guessed she was most likely in the back seat of Ken’s car getting fucked. Bill was a little miffed that he had to miss out on Taylor’s tease. He couldn’t even go in the kitchen. And, lest you need reminding, more trucks on the road damage the highways, which require greater and greater maintenance. Our Interstate system was mostly built in the 1950's and 1960's, and it's falling apart. The Feds built the system, but then turned over the maintenance to the states.'These businesses need lower cost transportation to stay in business. And that means railroads. The trucking companies are driving them out of business with their surcharges, additional handling fees and the. As George reaches the top of her thighs and stops there, he could swear he was starting to smell her sex."Hell, I think this bitch is starting to get off on this!"Pushing his luck he moves his hands higher, the back of his knuckles grazing her pussy hairs, a little higher, he could now feel her cunt lips."Shit her cunt is wet, she is gittin tuned on!"Stacy didn't know what to do, she needed his help, but feeling his hand, just grazing her pussy lips was causing her clit and her nipples to throb. Just as thought he was about to cum, the guy plugging my mouth pulled out. As he did, I dutifully licked and sucked as much cum and saliva of his rod as I could, wanting to show my full appreciation in the only way I could. Now having a dick-free mouth, I was able to speak, though with great difficulty. I tried to yell the words "don't come in my ass!" But yelling with your mouth fixed wide open means that all your "d's, m's and n's" are pretty much silent. So all the magnificent king of sodomy.