I think a few drops fell out. I then cleaned off his cock with my mouth. I licked my lips. Fuck that was beautiful. His cock is still hard in front of...my face. How could he have anymore in that cock of his. I was being hypnotized by his cock. He reached down to help me to my feet. He started to suck on my left breast. He was licking my hard nipple. What had just happened. I was not expecting so much from him. Now he wanted more. His eyes were wide open as he sucked the tip of my breast. He had. After sitting idol for several minutes, the train rolled another half a mile into the service yard before stopping. The amber SERVICE light on the car flashed on and off, telling us the car would be out of commission for a while. I leaned forward, resting my elbows on my knees, then looked at you. "Looks like you are stuck with me lady." I said coldly. "Really?" you answered, barely moving your perfectly painted lips. "Is that a threat... or a promise?" We sat there in silence for what seemed. Soon after the initial excitement was over, I thought about my mother reading this pornographic magazine, as she surely must have, and instantly I got a huge hard on, and I had to masturbate again and again, thinking of the scene, with my mom reading the magazine in the nude. Later on I started imagining my mom in the various sexually explicit positions shown in the photos. What doubled my excitement was that this scene must have been a reality, in the past or even now?I decided to find out and. She bit her lip and grinned.“I found what I was looking for.” she clicked on a French movie title and pushed me on to the bed. I laid above the covers and she curled up next to me with her head on my chest. The movie started and already I knew I wouldn't stay awake for it. I watched intently for the first ten minutes but I soon began to loose track of characters. I dozed off. I dreamed of a sultry young vixen who was massaging my body and beckoning me to have sex with her. In my mind I tried to.