We all three got out, Dad, my older brother Harry and me, Andy, the youngest. We each bent down to get a look and each decided the same. We were, inde...d, completely fucked. There was nothing we could do but set out on foot and try to reach the nearest garage, or even a house were someone could help us.We had been driving out to meet my uncle Luke, Dad's younger brother, who had moved out of the city desiring a life somewhere rural, removed and remote where people wouldn't bother him and his son. Not every night, but several times a week. It was always the same, she would stroke me as she played with herself until she climaxed. Then she would tease me for a long, long time. I got to the point where I could hold my climax for as long as it took. I reveled in the stroking and her closeness. I loved to feel her breasts pressed to me. I, of course, pretended to be asleep and she would stop stroking me if I began to move. It was her game and she made the rules ... and I happily. I assured her I was hers. I always had been and always will be. To prove it she had me send her pics. It was around midnight I found myself taking pics of my fingers disappearing into my asshole. I then sent her pics of my cum filled hand before feeding my cum to myself and taking pics of my face and mouth as I did. She said she'd think about it. I run around the same sports field each morning before work. Md knows this I was 515 am and my music was interrupted by a txt coming through. Get it. He laughed and said "Fuck yous betta than that bitch I was ridin with. She can't hardly swallow any of it and you damn near swallowed it all." I smiled and asked for the bathroom. I walked in to survey the damage. Was my wife going to see before I told her? My cock jumped. I left the cum stains on my shirt and the cum in my goatee. I came out of the bathroom and he was standing there pulling his cock. He asked if I liked sucking black dick? "You mean you don't know?" We laughed and he.