She captured and drew my balls back out between my thighs as her fingertips firmly plucked their roundness. I felt oil being dribbled on my asscrack a...nd balls. Chelsey’s fingertips stroked down my asscrack and fluttered over my balls like feathers.“Mmmm,” I mumbled my approval as she cupped my testicles from behind and used her thumbs to expertly knead my balls.Fuck...a balls massage!Chelsey expertly massaged my balls, as if the goal was to encourage a large load of cum to develop. She slid her. "I slid my finger into the top of her sex slit and began to massage her blood engorged clit. I rubbed my fingers up and down and then in circles. She moaned when, every few seconds, I slid my finger into her hot, dripping pussy. After five minutes my mother was quickly approaching her orgasm so she pulled into a roadside layby.She turned the car off and reclined her seat, closed her eyes as she reached the mountain of sexual pleasure. She screamed at me, "Fuck yes, fuck baby, keep going, here. Both of them needed some new clothes, something from this century if nothing else. Then, as soon as they were both home again, he pulled her skirt up and did her doggy style on the couch. Maybe you can talk to them again and get them to cool things off a touch. They’re going to wear it out if they don’t cool it down!”“Like you girls are trying to do with me?”“Lord, that’s different!” Jack snorted a laugh, and Dakota added, “Besides, I think it’s us girls who are getting worn down, not you! Now,. Now I had to find a real job. I pulled her up and kissed her and we didn't get out of bed until some time in the early evening. We sat at dinner and talked about what we were going to do. I mentioned that we should actually buy a house somewhere and go shopping for baby stuff.Everything was falling into place. The next day I called my parents to tell them the good news and was surprised when my father answered the phone with his words slurring. I asked what was the problem and he just said that.