This is incredible, god, am I hot, I want to cum so bad, I can feel how wet my pussy is.’ ‘Well, go ahead, have a little fun, there’s no one els...e around that I can see but him. Why don’t you go ahead and get off, give him a show?’ I sat there, legs open, leaning back on my elbows, never more aroused in my life, just crazy, at this point, with desire, wanting the release of an orgasm more than I’d ever wanted before. ‘Go ahead, Kelly, rub your clit.’ I just didn’t care any more as I moved my. For her age at 54 she was still a fairly attractive women. Shes about 5ft 6 small brown hair, brown eyes, a little chubby, size 12 with a 34dd chest. We was mid way through the week and had got ourselves into a little routine, we'd go down the pool, have lunch, sunbathe more and then go for dinner. Dad wasn't a massive sunbather so it felt like it was just me and mum most of the time. I quite liked that as I could look at her more without risking getting caught. One afternoon we had lunch and. Sitting next to her I suddenly realised that my cock was starting to stiffen, so picked up my bag containing my workboots and put it on my lap to cover the growing bulge in my jeans.As we drove on she said " Can you hear that squealing noise?" I listened carefully and said " Yes, sounds like your fanbelt needs tightening." "That sounds very naughty, have you tightened many fanbelts?" she asked and looked me straight in the eye. "Perhaps you'll take a look at mine when we get home." I mumbled. The following weekend was the start of school vacation, and my ex-husband picked up my boys on Friday night to take them skiing for a few days. On the next day, another major snowstorm hit the area, and though not as bad as the first one, it was still classified as a blizzard. By noon, it was snowing like hell, and the roads were getting very slick and snow covered. I decided to call a friend of mine, a man named Brad, and asked if he could help me.Brad is a client of mine who owns a pick up.