By the time Hank spent an afternoon teaching me to use it, I felt confident enough to pull into a riverside restaurant for supper, just past Louisvill..., Kentucky.Supper was a bacon wrapped chicken breast, bathed in BBQ sauce, with homemade fried potatoes, and marvelous creamed corn. I ate far too much and enjoyed groaning when I finally realized it was impossible to stuff anymore food down my throat.Since the early fall darkness was quickly falling, I paid at the gas dock, for overnight. My eyes widened as I saw a dick for the first time in my life, it was around 6inch by my guess and was oozing precum. He kept teasing her, while I took a look at myself again my panties were totally wet I had never been so wet in fact my jeans also had a wet spot on it. I just tilted my head in the kitchen again to see him trying to insert his dick in my mother’s sloppy pussy.And then in one go he pushed his cock deep into mothers pussy she screamed ‘aaaahhh’ and he began thrusting her slowly. It could not have been more obvious what they’d been up to.“Stop smirking,” Kelly said. “You’re not the only one allowed to get laid.”“I thought you guys were at the beach.”“Your mom and dad sent us up here to get stuff for dinner,” Matt said.“And you decided to have some hors d’oeuvres?”Kelly shot me a look, but Matt snickered.“And where were you?” Kelly asked.“Getting a shower,” I said. She said nothing, and crawled back into the tent to fix her shirt.Matt and I started packing the stuff for. .''when you what?''when i masterbate into your knickers''masterbate is that what you call it ? be honest''when i wank into your knickers''i thought you said you smelled them while you stroked your clitcock''when it gets hard i wrap the knickers around my cock and wank off with them then cum into them they are so soft and feel great on my cock''here' mrs watson hand justin the pair of knickers hold them up to your face and sniff themjustin takes the knickers holds them in front of his face and.