The lubricant is just only her spit when she given me a blowjob. I spit on her g-hole n I stocking her like anything. She moaning like anything and sc...olding me like anything. She talks very dirty that time. She saying you Bastard, u mother Fucker. Fuck slowly when she said mother Fucker.I hold her hairs n twist her hair in my palm like I was raiding a hours. By her every bad word i stock more harder than before. Then she silent i think she cum but there is still time to cum for me. Again she. He was standing at the bottom of the stairs close to the front door. I’m standing the doorway to my rood dressed in yoga shorts and a tee shirt. I take a deep breath, take off my shirt. Then approach the top of the stairs topless. I’m a senior in high School now. Fully developed but never been touched. I’m nervous and shaking as I move into view. I stand there looking down at him wondering if he is going to look up. My dad approaches him, he looks up. I step back out of my dad view giving him a. So I instructed her to do it clicked my fingers and she grabbed hold of my cock with a vice like grip. I nearly screamed and had to show her not to grip it so tight. After a few minutes of this she was going at it like a pro. The excitement got too much and I squirted stream after stream of hot gooey cum. I cleaned up and brought back round, this would be the biggest test if she could remember. She was oblivious to recent events and just continued to talk to me like nothing had happened. I was. For our fifth wedding anniversary I took Mandy to a friends cabin in the mountains for a week. On our second day there Mandy found a box of old magazines - mostly Penthouse, Penthouse Letters, Variations, and Penthouse Forum. She settled down to reading them and what she read changed our lives, but that came later. For the present, the stories made her hot and she couldn't get all the way through one of those magazines without my having to fuck her at least once. By the fifth day she was asking.