He told me that he will try to distract me but i should always try to concentrate on the road and not lose focus. I was scared but i replied yes.He to...k a water bottle and then poured it into a plastic glass. He gave it to me to drink. I started to sip it. Suddenly he gave a push at the bottom and the entire water poured my shirt and my skirt. I screamed out at him.. He asked me to keep driving. Don’t lose focus from the road…..I was dripping wet on my shirt and the water was flowing below on. Up, in, up, in, until I developed a slow and forceful rhythm. I started to fuck my Hindu mother with the zeal of a rider on a galloping horse."My son is fucking me, Lord. My son is having sex with me." She cried. "Help me, Lord. My son is putting his thing inside my thing."She was protesting but she was not resisting and that was important to me. I started pumping at a steady pace. I wasn't in a hurry, but at the same time I wasn't going easy on her. She was trembling against my thrusts."Oh!. . teachers... teacher's wives?" I have no idea, and I really don't care. Where did you hear that?" My ex roommate dated him and all but became his slave. She swore all of that was true. Said he was really hung too. But mostly was a great fuck. She still runs to him whenever he calls."I just shrugged my shoulders and walked away but I think I was more than a little curious, if not hooked at that point, even though I didn't know it. He called the next night and asked me to have coffee with him so. “Nope. It wouldn’t stay down right now anyway from all the fun I just had on the coaster you two are too scared to get on, but thanks for the offer.” “You could’ve just said no, bitch,” Becky responded, making me laugh a little. “Yeah I could have, oh well. Let’s get the rest of our stuff and go home.” We went to the other locker and pulled everything out, it looked like we robbed one of the game stations we had so much stuff. Everyone had at least two stuffed animals and a picture, but.