She continued her instruction while she aggressively massaged and squeezed my inner thigh. Jill had stopped to watch, but left her hand on the curve o...f my butt. I could feel her fingers against my balls. I started to become aroused. I tried to fight it, but it was no use. I could feel my cock growing and swelling underneath me! I was sure that Jennifer was going to be angry with me. Soon they were both vigorously massaging my thighs and butt, and the sides of their hands kept brushing against. She was kissing me, and her boobs were pressing against my bare chest. She moved her way downwards, licking and kissing my body.She opened the button of my jeans and unzipped them, and took off my jeans. She grabbed my undies with her teeth and took them off. My dick sprung up straight, and she grabbed it with her right hand and started stroking it.After a few strokes, my dick was hard. She lustfully asked, “Do you want me to suck it?” Before I could say yes, she started licking the head of my. My cock was rampant against my belly, and I wondered if the humiliation combined with the flavour of my wife's cum dump was going to make me cum involuntarily again.A shadow suddenly fell over me and I looked up to see my son towering over me like a god, fully naked, his majestic cock rising from his crotch like a rocket ready to launch. His youthful familiar face was twisted with a malevolent leer as he looked down at me, watching me drink the cum loads from him and his buddies from his. He told me that I would suck him to orgasm but rather than swallowing his cum, I would add his cum to the eggs, scramble the mix and then eat my breakfast. I guess the look on my face was priceless as all the others around the table heard what he was proposing but I quickly recovered my composure and very 'innocently' wondered out loud, "will the breakfast include sausage and would it be would be filling and tasty?"To a chorus of inevitable chuckles and k**ding directed at John, he replied, ".