At this point, you must be convinced, thinking, “Clearly, she is lying.” Before you write that in the comments, let me confess, saying, “Yes, I ...m lying.”All the things I told you till now were a lie. It was just a wet dream that started with having frequent secret sex with my fit father and a handsome son. It ended with all three of them spraying their cum on my naked body at the same time. It’s a lie because society wants it to be a lie.After all the talks, women should be treated equally;. And after too, for that matter,” and he gave another little laugh. “And on stage whenever possible.” This one gave him the giggles. I don’t know how high he was already, but I kept very quiet so he could concentrate on his driving.“Do this often?” he asked, as we drove out into the countryside?“No. No, I don’t,” I answered.“Sweet. Got a name?”“Kyle.”“Real?”“Yes.” It wasn’t. He, I’m sure, knew that. He also knew, I was sure, from watching me case him and his car, that I knew who he was—what his. SometimesLindy would be there in the edging room, and she?d demand that Basil hold hishands behind his back and rub his cock for one minute intervals and then justlie still for the two minute rests. Then atother times, Lindy would tell Basil he could jerk all he wanted, and as fast,and not stop---but there was always a trick. ?Just touchyour glans honey, your helmet, and jerk all you want,it?ll be fun!? Fun, was it? Just asexciting as touching the entire cock, but you could only go so far?then. “I’m actually just staying in by myself too. My parents went to some party with people my dad works with and they got a hotel room, so I’ve got the house to myself, all night long!”With her last statement my mind went exactly where you’d think it would. In just a few seconds I ran through dozens of scenarios of us fucking all over both our houses, as my cock began to harden. I quickly shook those thoughts to remain more composed.“Did you want to hang out here a bit?” I asked. “As long as you.