He laughed and said, no, I don’t mind, and all you disturbed was my cock. She said, pull it out, let me see. He was wearing gym shorts and easily co...plied. He was hard and grabbed it. She said, put it closer, and he moved so his cock was almost next to her. She bent her arm back and stroked his cock as she continued with the wand on her clit. Soon she came again hard and loud. We approached a rest area and I pulled in and towards the back where no one was parked. I parked and pulled my own hard. Cannon had run off with his secretary just after Eric’s 6th birthday. It seemed that Carol Cannon, his foster mother, blamed Eric for that. So Ms. Cannon was stuck with having to go back to work and raise 3 kids all on her own, Eric and her own 2 daughters.Ms. Cannon was only 36, having become pregnant with her first daughter, Tera, when she was just 17 and her second, Kimberly, just a year later. Eric was almost right in the middle, having just turned 18. (That makes Tera 19, Eric 18 going on. In just panties and high heels. Struggling to get to my car I leaned against a light post. Shaking my head. Where were these thoughts coming from? Shaking my head again I finally reached my sedan. Opening the door I sat behind the wheel. Panting. My breathing hard and fast. I shook my head again, closing my eyes, and at long last calmed down. I shook my head once again, and left the parking lot. Driving. I can’t say I remembered much of the drive, mostly I was trying to collect my thoughts. We were just fucking. Then my Dad's long term love triangle with my mom and Melanie played out in my head. He loved two women at the same time. Somehow I understood that Daddy was the kind of man that liked his variety when it came to sex. My eyes focused on Stacy."So do you want to spend the night?" I asked."I think that would be fun! Besides I still want more details on what you have been doing. Do you have something I can wear tonight so I do not have to go home?" She asked."Sure we can use.