People are walking on a path just a few yards away, but you are pushing my face into your naked cunt with one hand, and pinching your nipples with you...r other. You spread your legs to give me better access to your gushing pussy. Your love juice is running into my mouth. You are close to orgasm! I’m sucking your clit as hard as in can, and I’m working two fingers into your steaming pussy!! You want to scream, but you know you can’t. You push my head harder. You are shuttering. I’m fucking you. What was coming over me?I had no answer to the question. I sucked my son in a gas station parking lot and was seconds from swallowing his load.For someone who wasn't really a risk taker, I had ridden my son to orgasm in the backseat of the car while my husband drove, I had sucked and swallowed my husband's load on a secluded hiking trail and just now sucked my son.And he likely wanted me to finish what I started when we were back on the road.I returned to the car and both men were already in. All three names started with W. His two specialties at The Academy had been Weapons and Warfare: two more W’s, and certainly good training for becoming a terrorist arms merchant. He claimed to be from Wallingford, and once worked for the reigning Windsors. Gee, this guy sure liked words with W in them. But could he be the W that she sought? She decided to look through his Academy records. William Washington Walker had graduated with honors in 1987, but before he could be recruited into Her. As it was generally at the same time we got into a routine which I would assume meant our watcher also knew our routine. I tried to change what we did: I shot my cum over her face, boobs and ass, fucked doggy position on bathroom floor, standing up and so on. Where-ever possible I tried to open up D’s pussy to give him a good view. D left the house before I did, and I stayed on for a further 6 weeks. In that time I would wank in the bathroom, putting on a show for anybody watching, not sure if.