I could almost see my panties. My son's hands was on the seat on each side of me. I wondered if he could see how high my dress had ridden up. I realiz...d I like the idea of my dress being up so high. It gave me a little thrill knowing I could give my son a hard on. We only been on the road for about an hour. There was still four hours to go. I knew my husband couldn't see how high my dress was or he would be looking at my legs. The TV block everything from his view. I felt my son shift his body. I gave John $1,300 in cash from the storage locker. I had thought about moving the money to the bottom of one of my worm beds. I would be closer to it, but it would be even harder to get to it there. So I drove to the small storage locker in Jackson before the meeting. I had moved my gun safe, and the stash there the year before. I also had room for some other things. For instance I had my collection of old case files. I had no desire to look through them at the moment, but who knows I might. "You got somewhere for us to go?" Yes." I gave him directions he drove slowly and we circled the block before pulling up outside of the house. On getting out of the car I saw just how tall he was. He was easily six foot five, much taller than I was, even though my heels were five-inch spikes. He was very broad across the shoulders and his arms looked to be hugely powerful. He was slim and trim at the waist, his build like a triangle on one of its points. His suit trousers clung to his thighs. With his free hand, he gently rolled and tugged on his balls, loving the pleasurable sensations that coursed through his body.His dirty mind drifted and he closed his eyes. He slipped out of reality and imagined that he was fucking his daughter's little mouth, getting it nice and wet before easing into her tight pussy. "That's it Dawn, take daddy's big dick. You're such a naughty girl."He tried his best not to rush but the silk licking his cock was overwhelming. He picked up the pace and lifted.