Then she said she had a crazy idea that theycould trade. If he did her ballet, she could play football with him.There was no reaction from Cory. He wa...s sitting a little uneasy at thetable and was after spilling some food down on his clothes and evenmanaged to spill some juice. I looked down and seen my necklace glowingand then seen the distress in Cory's face. He didn't understand why hecouldn't even hold a glass or a fork.I told Fiona that we could speak about it when their mother came homeand. You were far more exciting than her.“Do you remember the first time you watched another man give me a blow job? He really was a big hunky man and very well hung.“I held out for almost half an hour while you had your hands all over me and you kissed me.“You were teasing your cunt lips all the time with your fingers.“You were stark naked but he had no interest in you.“Though you were impressed by his big cock.“You told him my cock was never that hard for you, though at the time it was hard for. Without even rolling over I knew that Sam wasn’t next to me. The rumble of his truck rolling down the highway was my first clue and it did wonders for my morning wood. As I was laying there enjoying the feeling of being a trucker’s bitch, I realized that we were pulling off of the highway. Still laying there and not wanting to let go of the feeling just yet, I yelled to Sam, “I hope we are stopping for some food and a shower because I could use both.” After coming to a stop Sam replied, “What. “If you tell people, we won't be able to have fun. And you want to have fun with your naughty Mommy, right?”“Yeah,” he groaned, his dick twitching against my stomach, swelling hard again. “There's all sorts of naughty things I can do for you, but only if you don't tell anyone. It's our secret.” Then I fell to my knees. He was young, recovering so fast. I grabbed his swelling dick. I could smell the sour musk of my ass on him. “Things like this.”“Jesus, Mom,” he groaned as I swallowed his dick,.