He yanked my bra cups up, over my tits, leaving them bare, my nips harderning. His head went down to suckle on my right mammary while his hand played ...with the left one, alternately pinching and caressing. My hands held his mouth tight to my chest. I've loved the sensation of lips on my boobs from the first time that Ric had fucked me.I could feel the Reverend W. fumbling with his belt and then heard the zip as he opened his fly. At the same time, I unzipped my own slacks and let them drop to. And the woman whom I'd been counting on to be there for the grand finale had just taken off without me and left me ... well, whatever is the hell the exact opposite of 'hanging' is. But as I felt the tensions running out of Nancy from the last orgasm and Kathy's mouth moving up and down the little tiny bit of my dick that wasn't in Nancy and as her thumbs were under my balls and she was doing something interesting with the way she was doing me, not hanging doesn't even really begin to cover it.. ..”“Mom! Don’t want to hear about that. Please.”“Let me call home. I’m sure it will be okay,” I said. She nodded and I used the kitchen phone to dial home. Lisa answered and said she’d relay the message. She told me she got a ride home from LuAnn’s mom and, where was I?We sat down to eat without her Dad. He was working late. I asked and was told he was in charge of risk mitigation at the San Onofre nuclear plant and they were installing something or other and running late. It sounded pretty. “Fuck, your spunk tastes very sweet,” Fritz whispered, before asking, “Are you on your way home?”“Yes,” Hans replied.“Well, then I’ll join you,” Fritz answered.After they left they embarked on the next tram to their apartment block. En route, Fritz got the lowdown on Hans’ mothers daily routine. She always worked from twelve p.m. till nine in the evenings. This was like music to Fritz’s ears because he worked from six a.m. till three p.m., in the afternoons.When they arrived Fritz was very.