“Oh, shit,” I breathed.She stopped. “What’s wrong?”“Nothing,” I said. “Mrs. Kaminski, you’re going to make me come doing that.”“... want you to come,” she said. “In my mouth.”She took control of my cock again with her lips and hand, moving a little faster now that she knew that I was close. I held both of her breasts, my legs trembling.“Oh, fuck, I’m going to shoot my load in your mouth,” I said, more to myself than to her, and began spurting jets of semen.She was moving so quickly now that she. I assumed she was getting some help from Yolanda and Georgia, and it turned out I was right.It was back to my normal workday on Friday. I wasn't first at the breakfast table, however. My boys were still operating on partial Chicago time, so they were up early and sitting at the table with their cereal and orange juice. I started the coffee, and was off to the office before eight. It felt good to be back in some kind of normal flow once again. It had been a while.On Saturday, I went over to. I am mesmerized by the sight of her playing right there in front of me and my cock rises within my pants, forcing me to adjust it for comfort. Her plunging fingers appear to be wet and even creamy. Using her hand underneath, she lifts one of her tits and kisses and sucks on her nipple which turns me on even more. A couple of times she removes her fingers from her crotch and licks off her juices and that almost drives me crazy with the yearning to kneel between her legs and eat her luscious. She bounced up and down for about 10 minutes while cars and trucks came and went from the station, not caring who saw her acting like a total slut. She said she felt like one of those sluts we read about and loved it. He came right after she did with a loud moan and filled her with another load of cum.As she fell off his lap there was a knock on the drivers door, the next ride was here and a bit early. Diver #1 pulled his pants up telling her to get dressed and slid out the door. While she put.