But no he denied me that fun,he stopped twitching and pulled back from me,his rubber clad cock leaving my hole till only his bell end was in me,then s...lid back up into me,then out to his cock head then back in,and just kept going at that same slow pace,the sweat was dripping from my head and face as I fought back my own cum,this was so fucking intense and no sound from him either,totally silent with me writhing and bucking on the end of his gorgeous cock,grunting like a pig as he slow fucked my. At separate points each of them shed more tears. It was almost 7:30 when June got up and said "I think we all need to have something to eat. I'll go into the kitchen and see what I can find for us."Barbara came over to John with Amanda and let him hold his daughter. Amanda was squirming and wanted to pull at her father's hair; she didn't seem to notice that tears streaked his face. John sat on the sofa and let Amanda play in his lap. Barbara sat by his side, trying to help amuse her. B." Let's hope, but you also mentioned an adventure?" Maybe, just maybe, there's another opportunity to get something on Tremper. Did you hear about some sort of company seminar here at corporate headquarters tonight?" Yes, why?" None of the wives are invited." Well, you wouldn't expect the wives to attend a seminar," stated Jennifer."A seminar being catered with tons of food and twelve cases of liquor?" How do you know that?" One of the wives overheard her husband on the phone, telling another. I added a second finger a few strokes later. Every second or third stroke I brushed my thumb over myclit as I pictured my father's backside tensing as he came. I came as I moved my other hand up to my breast and kneaded it with my hard nipple under my palm. I moved my index finger and middle finger to either side of my nipple and applied pressure while keeping up a steady rhythm with my fingers moving in and out of me. Ipictured my mother trembling in orgasm while my father's cum landed on her.