I fondled his balls, like uncle’s, and soon enough I had a fairly hard cock in my mouth. I was proud of my talent! He lifted me up and we laid on h...is bed. He started kissing me again; his hands on my bare wet cunt, his fingers slippery with my spend and bringing me close to an orgasm…so there we were: the spectacular Don Ho, the entertainer, and me, the little blonde, sexy, haole waitress trying to get him stiff enough for fucking. He leaned down to kiss my cunt. He was good but he was. Scratch that. My wives had orchestrated a coup on the principal of our school. We’d obligingly let the Valentine’s Dance slide in exchange for guaranteed admission of the entire pod for senior prom. With only three weeks between prom and the end of the school year, Principal Rice had assured us there would be no issue in attending the prom as a complete plural domestic partnership. A table would be reserved at the prom for Pod Octave.But that still meant everyone was in all-out prom prep mode.. Her backside was completely exposed to my sight, her long red hair covered her shoulder and back.I suppose that's why I lowered my view a bit and looked at my moms exposed apple-shaped butt, it was moving slowly up. Suddenly I noticed a massive cylindrical thing that was appearing beneath my mom's wide butt cheeks, but it started to disappear immediately when mom's butt was moving down again.Then her butt moved up once again and I saw this dark tube emerge between her cheeks, it looked like it. By the third session we were able to listen without attacking, though the anger bubbled just below the surface.Andrea played a short film for us about nothing that had to do with us or our relationship. Then she gave us each a pad and pencil and asked us to write down ten facts about what we'd seen in the film.It was easier for me. I was trained. When we finished, I read my list."That's amazing," said Andrea. "I've never seen anyone do that so well. Your first six were facts, then a conclusion.