I held them both up to my lips, I slowly, sensuously licked and sucked up every drop of cum my son's had happy spurted on me. My son's just watched me... with pure pleasure, lust still in their eyes, taboo thoughts running rampant in their minds."God my tits taste so good with your cum on them! Ryan went over to my armoire and open up the second drawer. Get my dildo and vibrator." Ryan gave me an odd look, I guess he was afraid to grab my sex toys. "Go on do it honey. I will let you boys fuck me. " As he says this, he opens the door the rest of the way. Inside, I see a whole party of people. They're all just sitting around and talking. I don't recognize any of them. They're also all guys."Where's Steve?", I ask, hoping to see a familiar face."Oh he's in the kitchen," the guy points, as if I don't know where the kitchen is, "checking on the entree." Thanks." I step passed the guy and wave to the group shyly as I walk passed to the kitchen.As I enter, I see Steve closing the oven. . “This is the cock I want in my cunt!” she said. My fingers ran down between her legs and I could feel the wetness from her pussy coating my fingers, her hard clit sticking proudly out.“Hey you guys, come in here and lets get going” called Tiffany. I could see that she was already seated on the couch, her hand rubbing the top of her pussy. Paula and I moved reluctantly apart and walked through to the lounge. I could see that Gary was sitting on the couch next to Tiffany, his hands caressing her. Conflict raged within, the type which had begun the moment he first set eyes on her, between feeling flattered and patronized. The career teacher wanted to slap him for his presumption, but the frustrated wife desired him for that same attribute. Maybe her preoccupation with work had made her resistant to her husband. She just wished he’d had the skill or the desire or the balls to cut through it all the way this bastard was doing. After the briefest hesitation she gulped down her whiskey and.