"Then show me," he demanded.I opened my mouth, moved my head, and captured his penis. I felt it fill my mouth with a warm sensation as it massaged my ...ongue. I could feel the sensations all over my body. It wasn't just his cock in my mouth, it was a warm tingling everywhere. The sensation was a mixture of the nasty thing I was doing, the nasty thing I now shared with my mother, and the feeling of being overwhelmed and unable to refuse. The implication that he would harm me was there, but never. She unzipped my pants and got my rock hard dick out, she was stroking it lightly at first,after a couple of seconds she put it in her mouth and started sucking my dick. she went up and down on it, gagging on my cock and rubbing my balls. God it felt good,she got my dick out of her mouth and spat on it, she spat quite a load of on it, and i could feel her warm spit running down my balls. Little time had passed as i said: – Could you look at me please? She looked up on me as she proceeded to suck. 'Why the hell did I do it?'The 'it' was of course having sex with her son on the back seat of the car whilst her husband and daughter sat in the front, even if their view was totally blocked from the act of incestuous adultery ongoing behind them. Nor could she understand just what had driven her to more or less promise Gavin that they could do it again in the family bach (a holiday home, pronounced batch) when her husband Wayne and daughter Tracey were sleeping.Truth be told and Natalie was. He shuffled his hand around for a bit and pulled out a cell phone and some wadded up money. He straightened out some bills. “Here ya go, my man.” He said as he slapped two ten dollar bills in my hand. “Me and my homie want to test your girl’s oral skills.” following up his last response.“Alright, you two are in for a treat.” I said as I grabbed Stephanie by the hip and pulled her close. I looked her in the eyes and said “Treat out friends here nice.” Stephanie looked deep in my eyes and nodded.