We had been driving for about an hour, and my pussy couldn’t wait any longer. ‘Mom, can we stop at that gas station? I REALLY need to pee.’ My m...ther nodded. She pulled over, and decided to fill her gas tank while we were there. I about ran inside to the bathroom. As soon as I closed the door my pants and panties were down by my ankles, I sat down on the toilet, leaned back, and my fingers began to caress my clit. ‘Mmm.’ I moaned quietly. It felt so good to touch myself after an hour of. "You were naughty and have to pay," I said, "but you weren't the only one." I raised my voice. "Come on in, Shellie." Marta was so shocked by me calling out her friend's name that I think she was relieved to see the stranger come through the bedroom door."Oh my God, Danny," she said."Hi," said my Shellie. "I heard you were naughty. I heard it all, all the stuff you did. I think she deserves a little punishment." Don't spank me," said Marta. "Just don't. I don't like it." I have something else. Feeling his ass, stroking my throbbing cock and kissing his too sweet and salty neck, made me feel even braver. (Or, was it horny). I had to have a little more. I was already so damn close to shooting. I released my cock and using two hands; I slowly and gently slid his underwear down over his cheeks exposing his Oh-My-god-So Sexy ass! I tried to be quiet, but I was sure the people in the next camp site could hear my heart pounding. Damn! I was right. Each globe was covered in soft velvety. It don’t matter if I have it right here, right now, or by watching you dance or thanks to a blowjob or the more bestial fuck a man can think of. I want you to make me cum really hard. Just once. You decide what you do and what you want. Any question?- No- So come on in.She was wearing a loose pull as well as loose pants.- I was expecting a little more daring clothes…- You don’t like them daddy?A single word and my cock woke up from its sleep. Have you ever been called daddy by an older women.