"Yes, come my dirty ass-slut," he groaned, as his torrent of c*m continued to fill my ass.
Even though I was still coming, I knew our time was short so I opened the door, almost fell out of the car and quickly pulled my thong up as I felt my son's c*m leaking out of my ass and my own cunt c*m joining it to trickle down my legs.
Looking up, I saw a couple of teen boys and an older woman staring at me. There was no way they couldn't see I was struggling to recover from the s*x I'd been having just moments before. They'd probably even seen the car rocking and heard what I screamed.
Mortified by the boys' leers and the woman's judgemental glare, I scuttled directly to the bathroom, so distracted I actually walked right into my husband.
"You okay?" he asked. "You look all flustered."
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