Vickie was only staying two days. I wondered if Jennifer’s mom would let her spend the night. I doubted Joyce’s mom would. I was sure that Stephan...ie would be cool with it.I picked up the phone and called Jennifer. I told her what I was thinking. She said she could probably swing it. Would it be OK if she stayed more than one night? I told her, sure. Vickie was coming on Monday, the day my parents were leaving and would be picked up on Wednesday. I told Jennifer she could come Wednesday after. This she carried to a server. From it she retrieved a couple of bottles.Holding the ice cubes in her palm she smacked them with the back of a heavy utility spoon to crack them. These went back into the shaker. On picks she impaled two olives each and set them into cocktail glasses. Then, she measured the spirits, poured them into the shaker and affixed the strainer cap. "This needs to sit for a bit to get chilled and melt some of the ice -- makes the martini more mellow." Shaken, not stirred,". My buddy suddenly gasped as he discharged into Ms. Clark's mouth, and she became wide awake at that time realizing that someone had just came in her mouth. She opened her eyes in fear and then felt me moving between her legs giving her pussy a good reaming. She swallowed his load and then as he retreated out of the bedroom she looked over her shoulder to see me fucking her from behind and she became stiff. "Who are you, and why are you fucking me?" she asked. I told her I was one of her son's. My heart was beating way fast, as he whispered, “Suck it! I want you to suck my cock!”I flew to the floor in front of him as he took off his jeans. He wasn’t wearing underwear, and his rigid cock stood straight out and his scrotum swung side to side as he extricated his feet from his pants. Easing back on the couch he spread his legs and I massaged his balls, stroked his precum-smeared cock and ran my middle finger down around and slightly into his man hole.I took a deep breath and took his.