“Oh my God,” thought Lauren, “mom acts like she wants to flash too.” As they eased by each truck, Lauren widened her already spread legs. Her sheer tan panties were clearly visible now and the Percocet was egging her on. She glanced over at her mom, curious as to what she might say. She noticed that Grace’s skirt had ridden up as well, accidentally she was sure, and her white lace panties were slightly public visible. “Mom, I don’t know if you know it or not, but you’re giving the truckers a good show”. “Oh, I’m aware of that” and she reached down and yanked up her skirt another two inches. Now her panties were on full display. “It’ll add some excitement to our long trip. By the way, while we’re on the subject, I should tell you about your little exhibition on the way home from the doctor on Friday.” Grace went on to tell the whole story of her ride from the doctor’s office, and she was also sure to include the part of how excited it made blowjob her. She told how she chugged the martini, had masturbated, and fallen asleep with a dildo buried inside her. Grace and her girls had always had an open relationship but they’d never discussed anything like this. “Oh my, I didn’t know my mom was a naughty girl,” chuckled Lauren. “This might be a fun trip,” she asian whispered to herself. They drove on, proudly displaying their pussies. Wilmington, Baltimore, and now 495 around DC. The next trucker up was already looking as they pulled alongside. Word of these two good looking girls in the little red Toyota showing their stuff had spread quickly on the CB. Little did they know they were mother and daughter. Lauren was getting more aroused and the Percocet was not holding her back. She reached down and began to massage her pussy through her tan thongs. Grace’s panties were soaked and seeing her daughter turn on the truck driver was all she could handle. She put her left foot up into the seat and leaned her leg against the door. She hiked up her black jean skirt to her waist and slid her hand into her white lace thongs. Even over the wind and the radio blasting tunes, she could hear the driver yelling, encouraging them on. Grace pulled her panties aside and buried one finger into her red bush. Another followed. She looked over and Lauren japanese had both feet on the dash, thongs slid down to her knees. One swift kick of her right leg and they fell, wrapped around her left ankle. High from the Percocet and totally turned on, Lauren fingered wildly at her cunt. Ding, Ding, Ding. They were interrupted by Lauren’s phone. It was a text from Sara. “Cliff just called. Wants you to meet him at the same truck stop. Hardcore Want to? He said he would make you forget about your tooth hurting. Haha.” The thought of Cliff’s 8 inch cock raced through Lauren’s mind. It was all I could do not to scream blowjob out in pain. She wiggled, pressing her crotch into my rump. I spread her cheeks once again and began lashing at her ass hole with my tongue, shed always public told me how much she liked it, and her moans told me to keep doing it. "That's WAY more important than hanging out with your goofy friends! Who knows? The male on the coffee table struggles against his bonds. Her tongue and jaws were sore asian as japanese they Hardcore had her constantly licking something. “So we’re trying for next June. “That feels really good, Dad,” he said looking over his shoulder. “Shit.... my best friend’s gay? I thrust my thumb into her cunt, my dick throbbing in my shorts and boxers.