It had no back seat. Just a ledge thing, and then the trunk opened into it. What was that shit, he thought. Who thought that shit up? What’s a kid s...upposed to do?When Zack finally fixed his dad up, a few weeks later, it was a disaster. The woman, a friend of Serenity’s mother, was nice looking, but so totally anal about everything the date was a disaster. His dad came home early, shaking his head. The woman had picked about the food, and sent it back to the kitchen three or four times. She. Instinctively I covered myself with my hands, as, up to that point, I hadn’t bothered to address the fact that I was still naked from the waist down.“Wait just a second, we’re not fuckin’ done yet you asshole! You’re not going to just walk away from me and think this is over.”She marched toward me, and for a moment I was afraid she was going to try to hit me or kick me in pure frustration. “Just what the fuck did you think you were doing?!?” she demanded as she stood squarely in front of me,. "Yep." He took another bite of her sandwich."Imagine her blowing you and looking you in the eye with those big fakeeyelashes and makeup." I chuckled as I said it."How about I do that while you are blowing me." He responded."And while you keep eating your sandwich? Are you trying to make me theperfect wife?" I looked right at him as I asked that."Well, you do make a pretty good sandwich and you are the bestcocksucker ever." He smiled.Why did that give me a warm feeling when he said that. . I felt it deep inside me and I gave out a soft moan. Whoever was behind me was hitting the spot. I was barely able to give my son's cock much attention they were that good. They thrust inside me quicker and quicker, getting deeper every time. I was putty in their hands. I squirted, I don't often squirt but I managed it twice that night! As I moved forward, my legs aching I felt him about throb inside me about to blow. Without much warning, he'd pulled out and I felt some very sticky cum land on.