I could hear him tell my daughter he had cum, he needed some time and then his door opened and my daughter's head was down on his cock, she was blowin...g him to get him hard for her fuck.He had lowered the back of his seat so I lent in and joined her, 'I'll clean him up', I said to her and together we went to work on his crotch, balls and cock, I could feel him grow in my mouth and told my daughter he was almost ready, pulled my mouth off his cock and watched as my daughter raised her leg over. I kept dreaming about fucking you,” I said as I worked on her other tit.“So why don’t you?” she said I started to work down lower on her body. “Don’t bother eating me out, just fuck me baby with that monster cock of yours.”Didn’t need to tell me twice.I started slow and steady, going a little bit deeper inside of her with each thrust. I didn’t need to go all the way into her to get her off, the great thing about Rebekah is she is easy to get off and loves multiple orgasms. By the time I was all. My mother proposed a drastic solution. She had learned that a certaintype of birth control pill could effectively end troublesome erections.She had access to a supply and I could take them daily. She understoodthat the dose would not cause permanent damage, it was just to keepthings under control.As it turned out she was not entirely right. The pills also caused skinfat redistribution and breast growth, but that came later. At the timethis all started, this just seemed like a practical. Court records from his trial gave an address. I checked the housing market for the place I found on a maps site. It was a two bedroom, one bath, 70’s cookie cutter design that hadn’t been sold since before Terry’s arrest. County records revealed its title was in the name of a Marlee Jackson. I looked up her name but found only BS pages.I donned a headscarf and sunglasses and went out into the overcast but dry streets. It took two hours to walk to the address. I spent another thirty minutes.