Megan settled into the back seat and they were once more headed towards home. Lisa was soaking wet at this point and had a large wet spot on her shorts. As they passed the sign for the next state border, Megan unzipped David’s boxers and quickly slid her fingers inside, caressing his member through the thin fabric of his boxers. After a couple of hours, Megan laid her head on his lap, her hair tucked behind her ear. As she left, she noticed the trucker leaving the bathrooms just behind them. “What’s that funny taste?” Lisa asked innocently as she licked her lips again. Megan’s fingers traced the length of the throbbing rod; up one side and down the other, painfully slow and pleasurably gentle. “Oops!”
As David glances down and caught sight of the streak of precum, glistening on his daughter’s cheek, causing his cock to twitch slightly.
