His hand slide down my body and I felt a finger, or two, slide inside me, moving around my semen filled pussy, pushing deep. Then he removed his fing...ers and moved them up to my mouth. I opened my mouth and began sucking them, tasting a mixture of my own juices and the sperm of two men. I was quickly becoming aroused again. Sam moved his finger to my clit and gently began teasing it. He then moved to his knees so that his cock, that I was still stroking, was nearer to my mouth. I wanted it. Perhaps we would cover this ground on Friday once more.My three day tour was a quick trip to Nashville for a music festival and a two night stay near the home of the Grand Ole Opry. The bus was full of music, not all of it wonderful, but fun was the operative word for this trip. It put me in a good mood and it stayed that way until we were safely back at the depot in Louisville.I had time for a shower, a change of clothes and lunch before I met with Detective Etchevarry. He didn't make me wait. Are you going to do it?" Yes, but Joe said he's never had that done and doesn't know if it works on him. It's called 'milking the prostate' and takes a little practice." If you keep progressing like this, Lois, and your nails are short and smooth, I may let you try to find my prostate and go for another new experience. Ummm, Sue? No, I better not ask how you know how to do that, but why did you never do that to me?" Well, I did rim you and got a finger part way in, but when I later tried a. "Are you ready for me, Mom?"I ran my eyes over her body once again for a moment as we could hear each other breathing. Even as the strap on was covering her pussy, I still found her figure to be flawless. She rubbed the sides of her boobs and danced around somewhat too.After a couple of minutes, my eyes meant hers. "May I have one more kiss, darling?" Sure, Mom," she answered before leaning down and pressing her lips onto mine.I had no idea how long she wanted to make out, but my hands stayed.