When I pull down his zipper his cock springs out. Yeah, he’s ready. I lean over across the seat so I can take it in my mouth. That cock is so thick ...hat I have to stretch my lips around it. He just keeps on driving while I suck. I’m taking my time, no rush, just slurping that thick boner while we’re driving along. My hand is inside his pants playing with his balls.I feel them start to pull up and I know what’s coming next. He starts screaming. That cock starts gushing like there’s no tomorrow.. “Are you kidding me? You could get a $50,000,000 contract. Maybe the Pacers or the Pistons?”“You are thinking that far in advance? My first choice would be the Indiana Pacers. They like tall people who can shoot threes.”“I am thinking ahead for the both of us. I even have some names picked out; do you want to hear them?”“I wish we could really get married, that’s how much I love you,” I said getting out of the car.“Mom and Dad understand our love, and we love one another,” she said, taking me. “I guess deep down; I WAS fantasizing that I was my Dad. It was sometime later, maybe three or four months, that I got home from school and since no one was home, went up to my bedroom for another ‘stroke’ session.“I had found a Playboy and a Hustler magazine in a dumpster and was fully engrossed in fucking the centerfold. I didn’t hear Mom come home and had just starting cumming when Mom came in the bedroom door. I was freaking out, figuring I had to be in some kind of trouble as she backed. I then felt a hand on my ass and turned to find the man behind me, caressing my cheeks. I must admit, at the time it felt good and so I let him continue while I watched my wife get tongue fucked. Suddenly, his hands were at my belt buckle and had it undone along with my pants in a flash. Pulling them down my legs to my ankles, he pulled my shorts down too. There I was, standing almost completely naked, watching my wife getting fucked while a man was caressing my cheeks and running his.