That's nice of you to say." I said."I'm not gay or anything, but do you mind if I see your cock again?" He asked."Well, I guess not." I laughed. I my ...briefs down around my ankles and there hang my 6in cock. He began to walk toward me."What are you doing?" I asked."Dude, don't worry about it. I know you've been wanting to do this for a long time. I see the way you look at me in class." He said."Haha, are you sure about this?" I asked."Yes, just relax. I will take good care of you." He said. I was not to be so easily taken down.Jenni sat astride my face and with a few chosen words, made me suck her labia and lick her clit. All the while, she continued to lash my cock and balls with the tasseled silken rope. Each stroke caused me to moan into her cunt and the vibration of my moans soon had her reach a small orgasm, just enough to fill my mouth with her scented juices. I would not be able to hold on too much longer. I could feel the tension build up and twitch my swollen gland. She. If you don’t have cream, you can use milk, it’s just as good. Well, if you do that a half dozen times in a meal, it’s just as good as cardboard!Marilyn didn’t immediately return to the kitchen, so I figured she was taking a quick shower. With luck, she would return before dinner was ready, but not early enough to want to help.I put the pork chops in the oven and started up a double boiler to steam the veggies in. Everything was under control by the time my wife returned. She must have decided. I trailed just slightly so I could keep an eye on her ass. I managed to get my phone out for a short candid movie of her twierkingass. We made it to the city park. “Morgan, can we stop for some water?”Morgan and I had worked up a good sweat. Her T-shirt clung to her small tits and perky nipples. She never wore a bra when running, not needed for support but surprised her parents didn’t object. “Uncle Bob, let’s take a selfie. A little stunned, stammered. “Sure lets.” Morgan crunched right.