"Where is your lovely wife, John?" asked Hanspeter."A bit under the weather from too much sun today. The doctor gave her something to help her sleep."...I glanced at my husband and saw the slightest smile touch his lips as he looked back at me. He and I had shared a shower as we dressed for dinner. As usual when we did that, he'd treated me to an aperitif of warm sperm. To me, that slight smile indicated that he had no objection to my spending some time in bed with John, in the empty cabin that. ”“I’m not going to stop; you’ll have to stop me. As for our kids, they may even like to watch and get some pointers,” Mom teased.“Debra, it’s been a long time, and I’m gonna have to stop now while I can.”“It’s been too long, Dusty, and I’m not going to let you stop,” Mom told him, as she rose up to try and take his cock in her pussy. It didn’t go in, so Billie went underwater just behind Mom, took her Pa’s cock, and placed it at Mom’s pussy as she sank down on it.Billie came up with a big grin. The books he sought were almost at the very back, an area dimly lit, beyond the reach of the natural light from the windows.Arriving at the row of shelves, she gestured towards the books. "Are you an artist? A photographer?" she had asked, feeling atypically curious about a customer.Leandro smiled. "I do have a certain...interest for the material, yes."And that was it.Since then, Leandro always made his way to the back, just as he did now. His scent wafted past the storekeep's appreciative. And practiced… on things.”"Yeah, well you could debut at Carnegie Hall already after that kind of practice!" semi-quoting the old joke.I crumbled to the floor, kissed and licked and tasted his cock, and said, “I hope I’m half as good on my first try.” Then I slid up to his face and we shared the filthiest hottest kiss I could remember in forever.Here was the boy who just swallowed a huge load from my sex, and now he was painting the inside of my mouth with the leftovers. Fuck! He was not only a.