Ann and I could clearly see dad’s cock sliding in and out, wet and slippery now, and the rhythm increased in pace. Suddenly mum stopped. “She’s ...coming, she’s coming,” Ann whispered, and I saw her arse quivering as she shook slightly with the power of her orgasm. Mum slid off Dad’s long prick, and again changed position, this time straddling his head and placing her pussy down onto his mouth, where we could see his tongue licking out in anticipation. Mum bent to take his cock in her mouth,. .......Tim in the mean time had arranged that his Rugby playing friends Alan and Frank (big frank as opposed to Jenny Frank)who Amanda had been informed had a “deformed Whopper of a dick” when Amanda had enquired what was “deformed” about it he had replied that the first 7 inches or so was normal but another 3 inches or so hooked “up and left” as a result of a childhood accident to which Amanda had replied “cant wait” he was getting a couple of others interested as well , and as it went on it. " Her eyes flicked quickly down towards my fly."Oh, just some random thoughts." Now I could feel my face beginning to redden."Would you like to sit down while I make you lunch?" No, I would like to help. It's always fun with two in the kitchen." As soon as I had said it, I recognized the double entendre and became embarrassed again."What I meant was.." I know what you meant" Helen said with a smile. "I would like that. It's nice to have some help, follow me."As I followed her into the kitchen,. .. If it's mostly sugar then why does it taste kinda salty? I mean why do people say it tastes salty?" You fucking dumbass! Tastes? So embarrassing... Christine blushed as she heard a few chuckles from the boys. "Well..." Vasiliev was startled by his young students response. "Some people believe that the taste receptors for sweet are on the tip of the tongue not the back of the throat." The class erupted with laughter and Christine sank into her chair mortified. Oh my God... How fucking.