A sultry smile appeared on her face as she continued to stroke me. Mom leaned over and kissed the tip of my cock, poking at the tip with her tongue. I... felt my cock being drawn inside my mother’s warm mouth as she sucked and then she asked if she was as good as shruti. My mother had obviously had more experience at giving head and her methods were superior to my sister’s. Mom’s tongue was circling my shaft inside her wet moth and her lips clung to the shaft like shruti’s pussy had done only a. She heard one of the men cough nervously. Doug reached over and grabbed her hand, He hissed, "Come on Nena. Do it! Take it off. Take off your bra!"Nena straining from all the tension started to get an anxious stomach. She felt her heart fluttering like scared moth. She couldn't handle the pressure. She abruptly sat up, "I have to go now ... please."Mark quickly grabbed her by her skirt and pulled her back down into the booth. He softly hissed, "You wanted to play the game. You chose truth. Now. And she was giving me a genuine offer without strings; we had to talk. Mentally I was a basket case and not sure I could handle it. But, yeah, I get lonely too.We talked until about one in the morning; I thought it was only fair to her. I hadn't had sex since just before I left for Viet Nam. I was a maze of traumatic psychoses which made me unable (unwilling?) to have an erection. Gae really was lovely, and I didn't want to load that kind of responsibility onto her.She replied, "John, I haven't. Took my time showering and shaving. When I finally came out of the bathroom the bed had been stripped of the dirty sheets. Yeah that was the word that popped into my mind - dirty. This whole thing between Sandy and me had become a dirty soiled mess.Jo was in the kitchen when I came down stairs. Fresh coffee was poured and... phew, man, where do you start with something like this? She was clearly waiting for me to... to do something; apologize, beg forgiveness, confess. I could see in the set of.