" Then I noticed what he was trying ( not very well) to hide. It was hard and as he held it down. The thing curved up and made a lump below his hands...between his knees. "OMG Mr Walker this is a doctor's office. You can't masterbate here" I say feeling like a complete hypocrite. Just having masterbated not more then 20 minutes prior to the statement leaving my lips. ” I thought I had a few minutes alone." He said looking for a hint of understanding in my eyes. Just then another text comes in.. ...both fingers now rubbing your g-spot.........mmmmmm.You breathing is increasing and you feel the itch in your pussy intensifying...........fuck yes.......I press my ring finger now against your anus.........pushing it into you....three fingers inside you....my tongue still lapping away...I am now licking and fingering intensely....your head swims....the sensations overcoming you and you cum hard on my face....your hand holding the back of my head as you buck your hips and cum. Our big expense would be for gas, and we were pushing that. Knowing we would have to make frequent stops due to her pregnancy and our toddler, we mapped out more of a back roads itinerary, avoiding the interstates as much as possible.I drove while Lisa was in charge of navigating. She had maps she had picked up. Unfortunately, in the dark, we got off to a bad start. Somewhere early on we took a wrong turn. When the sun finally came up, we realized we had not been heading west as we thought, so. ’I giggled and put my hand on Daddy’s dick and began stroking it, then I ran two of my fingers up it in leg-like movements, then slid the same fingers back down. I could feel it begin to twitch a little, I began gently playing with his balls at the same time, then ran both hands slowly up the sides of my Daddy’s dick as it got harder. ‘Mmmm that’s it, good girl,’ Daddy whispered, ‘You love Daddy’s dick, don’t you?’‘Yes Daddy, I love your dick,’ I said, nodding.Watching as Daddy’s dick rose.