I tried to call out but was still too winded from my ordeal. I couldn’t speak. Something like, “No ... ho ... ho ... hold on...” was all I could... muster at first.All Anna could manage was an open-mouthed look of indignation.Laia broke the teens’ silence. “I want to tickle Anna’s little titties.”“Mrs. Gleason’s nipples are begging for it,” observed Tonya.“Mommy hasn’t been tortured enough,” Addie pouted, “tickle her tits!”A shrieking teenage girl argument broke out. Debbie stood to chime in, “I’m. I was completely baffled by her outburst.“Shelia ... mom, how do you mean; fucked-up?”She looked at me for quite a while. I could see she was debating whether to share a secret.Then, she did, her hand fondly caressed over my arms and chest.“Dick, when your father died recently, we hadn’t... “slept together” for a long time. You see Dick, I had a nymphomaniac tendency that was dangerous to his ailing heart status. Abstaining from sex not only protected father but it also rendered my condition. I am down there for a good twenty minutes. My tongue licking and tickling, my lips sucking and nibbling.Finally her thighs tremble as she comes. She grips my hair painfully. Shoving my head deeper in her crotch. She rubs her cunt all over my face as her bitter juices flow.Finally she shoves me back. “Dirty boy.” She chides. Lowering her skirts. “Go. Get out. Now!”I stand and quickly leave. Her fuck slime all over my face. I head to the nearest bathroom to clean it off.When I get home I find two. She instructed her husband to fill her beautiful Leroy with his watery spunk and then told him to hand it to her. As she held her devise in both hands, she noticed George staring at it in what could only be called awe. Then instead of inserting it inside her, she turned it around and once again presented it to her husband’s lips. Without instruction and after kissing the tip he opened his mouth wide. She pushed a couple of inches inside then saw her husband’s eyes grow wide in horror as she.