But soon she seethed. Finally she ran back to the stage. My wife didn't bother hiding her mocking attitude, creating the final straw. I wanted to smac...k that smug smile off her face, the first time I ever felt that close to hitting her. And I wanted to run to Melinda and comfort her.Instead I grabbed my wife's arm and led her upstairs away from the crowd. "Follow us, Henry," I grumbled.My handsome, intelligent son had chosen the rebellious path. In his case, opposing me meant no music, no. She breaks the hold she has on my lips, pulls her fingers from my panties, my clit. She holds my eyes with hers, as I watch her place her two fingers into her mouth. Her tongue occupies the area where my clit had been minutes before as she sucks my juices that had gathered there, before pulling them from her mouth. Standing up, she straddles me on the chaise, lifting her skirt. “Taste me!” she orders. “I don’t know how.” I utter, “I’m not a lesbian, or bisexual.” “I’ll teach you.” She whispers.. She was looking gorgeous and then Mandy reached up to her blouse, began unbuttoning more of the buttons and she quickly had it undone, fully revealing the sexy and very revealing demi-bra that encased her large sexy D-cup tits. Then, dropping her blouse to the floor at her feet, she unfastened the waistband of her skirt and let it slide down her thighs and legs, revealing that she was wearing a sexy matching thong panty underneath. Tom knew her thong had to be pussy-juice soaked since he knew. The camera showed more of the room now and a bed came into view. Susan laid down on the bed with the side of her body facing the camera. Her hand reached to the other side of her and reappeared holding a fake cock. It appeared to be about 8 inches long and quite thick. It looked amazingly real. Seeing this, the guys went wild. "Take it baby, take it,” one yelled. Susan rubbed the cock over her belly and then slid it to her tits. She moved it slowly over each nipple. I could hear soft moans.