As a result of her movement, my penis made contact with mom's vagina. An electrifying shock merged in me as I tried to move back."It's ok honey, I don...t mind. You are my son, I'm sure nothing will go wrong," she smiled as she whispered. I felt her heat on my penis. Mom's pussy was bald like Julia's. I even felt the moistness of her bald pussy. Her crack was slightly opened which made my dick to positioned between there. I would tend to move a little which unexpectedly cause a fiction between. He started rubbing his cock slowly. I was shocked and was just staring at him. I told him to concentrate on the driving.He grabbed my hand and put in on his dick and said, “Why don’t you massage it? And then I can use my both hands for driving.”I obeyed him and was giving him a hand job inside the car. He was enjoying my stroking.After some time, he asked me to unbuckle my seat belt. I asked him, “Why?” He said, “Just do as I say.” I unbuckled my seat belt and asked him, “What now?”He brought. I mean, I wasn't in any real danger from your noisemaker -- what the hell was making that noise, anyway?" It was a flat piece of metal -- flexible, like a whip. It makes a helluva bang on that solid surface!" Yeah. It did. Good thing I peed first, like you said. I mighta wet my pants!" Oh, I knew it wouldn't scare the pee out of you. I suggested you go to the bathroom first because of how long you'd be in there." How long was it?" Take a guess." Hour? Maybe an hour and a quarter?" You went in. Karla was an avaricious little thing.“Deal,” gasped Sam.The week after that was Karla’s turn. She sat on me and wiggled out a quick orgasm. Then she leaned forward and asked me to suck her nipples while she rubbed, working on number two.“Are you ever going to get me pregnant, like Mom?” she panted.“If you want me to,” I said, already having to think about something other than cumming. With Sam, I wanted to get her pregnant. With Karla, for some reason, I desperately wanted to see her walking.