I conspiratorially sent Helen over to peek into the family room to check on Mom’s progress with Tim because I felt she was a little nervous. Should ...she approach him like the mother-in-law, the wife, the lover, or what?Helen came back to the sink giggling. For crying out loud, we were acting like p*****ns spying on mom and dad. “She in his lap. They’re necking like teenagers in the backseat of a car.”I stopped and looked at her, my hands dripping with soap bubbles, “And what would you know about. Then came the night when I accidentally invaded Connie’s privacy... I’d just finished what had become a nightly ritual – the masturbation session. As a result, I needed to take that post-orgasmic leak and clean out the pipe. I hit the bathroom and dealt with it, not flushing the toilet in order to avoid disturbing anyone’s sleep. As I started back up the hall, I heard sounds ... Curiosity led me to reverse direction and follow those sounds. They were coming from ... yes ... the guest room –. “I want to taste you,” I reply, by way of explanation, but what I really want is to milk some pre cum from your balls, to make your cock weep for me, before I taste your flesh.And then, as if on demand, as I lever your cock into the horizontal position, the sweetest dome of pre cum oozes along your shaft and balances delightfully at the tip of your manhood. I pull your foreskin towards me and smear it over the purple flesh within. With forefinger and thumb I work the wonderfully soft and pliant. ”“Don’t you see that Tina and I are alike in so many ways? Our age difference with you makes no matter to us,” Wendy reasoned.“You and Tina go and have a good time and make sure you fuck her before leaving the Convention Centre,” Karen added.Dan kissed his girls goodbye with an extra kiss for Wendy’s growing belly. She has a sizable baby bump for five months along with their twins.The deep rumble from the exhaust pipes of Dan’s Shelby Mustang echoed off the homes as he parked in the driveway of.