But, the beast did not want to be controlled. My hand ripped at the passenger seat, claws digging into the fabric, tearing it from the seat, shredding... the foam inside. I was driving too fast for this road, the car bouncing over the bumps, my head thumping against the roof.I couldn't control it anymore. I stepped on the brakes, twisting the car to the side, sliding into a tree. The car slammed into a tree, my head flying forward into the steering wheel, the seat belt dragging me back again. The. She walked up to stand in front of Peter and reached behind her neck, pulling the knot of her halter dress. It came loose and dropped to her waist, leaving her breasts bare. A wriggle of her hips and she was standing before him wearing only a black thong. She looked at Peter and said, “Well?”Peter took Maria in his arms, kissing her lips and caressing her ass. She disengaged enough to undo his belt and pull his trousers and briefs halfway down his legs. Finally, laughing, they separated enough. She then walked around the bed to the side opposite mum and lifted the cover. I knew she could see him and I tilted my head for a better look myself, mum saw this and urged me to go and take a look, then sat back and awaited my reaction.My mouth fell open, my eyes flashed at mum, who sat with a smile of 'Told you so', on her face, and his wife said, 'Go on, touch it'.The man's cock was enormous, the closest I have seen to the 'Y-tube' sensation of a donkey chasing a man with his pants falling. He was clearly freshly showered. He actually looked fuckin hot with his wet hair and the water from the shower glistening over his pecs and eight-pack. He had incredible self control tonight since his cock remained soft, even though his plump balls and the outline of his circumcised mushroom head were visible. I took a deep breath and got comfortable under the covers."Mind if I go check on R.J.," he asked."I already did while you were in the shower, but go ahead." And you don't have to ask," I.