I saw Gulki with a group and called out to her.Shubo: Gulki ma’am!Gulki: Shubo, where were you?Shubo: With my group.Gulki: Ok, come with me. I want ...o show you something.We started walking away from the guesthouse. As we got quite far, I became curious and asked:Shubo: What did you want to show me?Gulki: Silly boy, come here, let me smell your cologne.In fact, I had shaved and almost bathed in aftershave that day, just to impress her. She pulled me by my belt buckle and put her cheek to my. ‘have you ever gotten road head?’ I had to ask her to repeat the question. My ears were right. ‘Have you ever gotten road head?’ In retrospect, ‘no, why?’ She responded, ‘not reason, just curious’. Ok, girl is nuts I guess, i thought. We finish the burger and go to the parking lot, being a horny teenager, that questions stayed in my head. We get in my 1989 piece of shit camry/corolla, and I ask her what she wants to do, go home? Hang out? road head? I jokingly said road head. And the bitch. We had slipped into fun earlier and decided we wanted share you. So this is even better! Frankly, it excites me”“Really?” I said getting up, my cock rising again but still dripping cum, and began to walk towards her.“Yes, and I want that cock now,’ she said as she stripped her t-shirt and dropped to her knees, grabbed me on the hips and pulled my cock into her open and hot wet mouth. Oh my god, what a hot wet feeling - like an oven - her mouth was. She reached up with her hands and twisted my. " Dad waved his hand several times, then pointed it around and under the table. "You were starting to show when you came in the kitchen."Despite myself, my face flushed beet red."I know, I know. It's just one of those things. It happens sometimes when a man is near a woman, even his own mother." Dad looked away, up at the ceiling, as if he was remembering something. He went on, looking at the table rather than me, completing his thought, "... especially sitting so close. Not much can be done.