Then he told me to lick his shaft. I knew where this was headed and was shaking as I leaned forward. I licked my first cock shaft and after a few s...econds he said” put it in your mouth”. I was shaking as I let him gently pull my head to his cock and I opened up as I took the head of his dick in my mouth. It was velvety smooth and I could taste a little pungent sweetness from his precum. I started to bob up and down just like my wife used to do with me. He moaned his approval saying it. Again I counted another 100 numbers. Now my desire to fuck her overcome my fear. I touched her boobs. Oh my god…. I felt like I kept my hand on a softest mete-rail in the universe. It was so so big and soft. Oh… Ha…Oh… I kept my hand and moving up and down. I thought she will wake up and she will scold me. But even then also I am moving my hand on the softest meterails in gods creation. I did like this for almost 10 minutes.Now my mind again remained me that I should fuck her. So I just wanted. I mean, if you'd brought home an 80-year-old serial killer, would they have been okay with it?" Of course they wouldn't!" So why are they okay with me?" Because they are. They just are. That's how it is." It's weird. Something's weird here."Molly on the other hand was not woken up nearly as nicely as her brother. She was woken up by the sounds of the shower, as well as the loud noises of her parents crying out in pleasure. Honestly, did they ever give it a rest? They'd been perfectly silent. Ben then pulled me from the car like a rag doll, bending me over the bonnet, "Oh God" he pushed my legs apart and I felt him part my pussy lips with his huge cock. His hands pushed aggressively pushed me into the bonnet, flattening my breasts, my hands bracing for the oncoming onslaught. I thought, I wanted a fuck .. but like this omg ...my pussy overrode this thought as it was ready to widen - feeling the intruder at the opening, wanting to be penetrated.Ben's large hands held my hips steady.