She came close to me and rested her head over my shoulder. I took my right hand and wrapped around her shoulder. I was wearing a t-shirt. I wrapped he... tighter. We stayed like that for few minutes. There was nothing going on in my head. I even forgot my aching dick. Then I felt something on my shoulder. I touched my shoulder and found it to be wet. I looked at her face. She was crying. Drops of tear rolled down her cheeks and landed on my palm as I held her chin in my hand. I felt my own. ” “It’s wonderful isn’t it?” she said, and then she turned and dropped to her knees in front of him, unbuckled his belt, unbuttoned his pants, pulled down his fly, slipped down his boxers, took hold of his still-soft cock, moved her head forward and sucked it into her mouth. “Mmmm,” we heard her moan ecstatically through her cock-filled mouth, and as she moved her head around making slurping sounds and rolling his balls around in her hand, we could see his cock start to swell. She pulled back. Sheila gazed out at the dusty lifeless scene outside the truck stop, thinking what a God-awful place to meet someone when it was so important that discretion was paramount. Still - these stupid outback folk wouldn’t have a clue as to her visit. Bruce murmured something into his chin and she smiled across at her son. He wouldn’t be needed for tonight bless him, she chuckled inwardly.Fat Bruce took the drinks over and made no comment. On his return to the bar he whispered to Slack Sheila and they. He just smiled again, and after silently setting there stroking my erection with his delicate-fingered hands, all slippery with lube, he said: "Don't worry about that. It's gonna be a quite while before anything like that occurs; believe me. I'M the one who's going to decide when that will be!"I'd never experienced anything like what David had in store for me that day; and if you would have asked me if I could endure over an hour and a half of near constant cock teasing, and orgasm denial, I.