Rivulets of glistening moisture trailed down the slut's nude, freckled body as she begged, pleaded, screamed for a man to screw. But Todd had scarcely... registered her presence; many men would have stared awestruck at the perverted spectacle, (and many girls would be offended had their date looked) But Todd was done with her type. He wasn't going to have anything to do with... that type of woman. He knew better. He knew the price.They sat on a cooshy sofa at her place. Todd was reluctant to bring. ”“Oh my goodness Jennifer, don’t be sorry; I’m glad you did.”“Me too, so what are you doing?” I asked.“I’m home alone, and I was thinking about you, and I was playing with myself. What are you doing?” she asked.“I was watching a lesbian porn DVD my dad has.”“Does your dad know you watched it?”“No he passed out long time ago.”“What are you wearing?” she asked.I went to the full length mirror I have in my bedroom, and I took a nude picture of myself and I sent it to her. I looked down at my bed.. “I couldn’t put in the cum we need, son.” My father admitted. “We need one to two tablespoons. It’s better if it’s fresh.” “Robert,” said Mom, “would you be so kind as to masturbate and shoot your load into the soup?” I couldn’t believe I was hearing this. My cock was so hard, I hadn’t shot off in weeks, and here I was standing next to my Dad and my Mom, my Dad’s cock still throbbing but relaxing and me with a hard on. Mom reached over to me and pulled my shorts open and the head of my cock. I thought I was the one with designs on Erica, but it quickly became apparent within about twenty minutes of everyone else leaving for the day that Erica was hot for me, too. About a half hour before things took a much more serious direction, Erica had said she had to go to the bathroom and was gone a few minutes before she returned and came back to the work table where I was trying to finish up the project items we'd been concentrating on. I glanced up at Erica to acknowledge she was back and.