.UNGHHH you motherfucker” he cursed. He was ejaculating jet after jet of his nasty viscous semen across my cheeks, chin and neck. Mark pushed his ...pumping cockhead past my lips once again as the squirts diminished into dribbles inside my lips. I couldn’t believe the amount of gelatinous sperm that was pouring from his penis. The scent was overpowering, bleachy sweet, and tasting magnitudes more intense than his precum did. He was squeezing his cock like a milked cow and taunting me with his. " Mother paused. "Vini you must ask me questions. I must know that you are listening. Don't grin like that; say something." I have no question to ask." You have. The obvious one." All right, here goes. What is the best time for sex Amma," I said and burst out laughing."Anytime other than just before retiring for the night." Mother spoke seriously. This was not a topic for levity. "First thing in the morning?" I am glad you asked that. Your father in the days when I was active liked to have his. She said “ A couple of the girls couldn’t come so we delayed or dinner meeting until next week, but we thought you would like some fun with the two of us. We share almost everything.” As she was saying this Bethany’s hand had found its way to my crotch and gently rubbing it. I was gob smacked, as Bethany started to unzip my trousers. I said “ I will do that and quickly dropped my trousers and jocks and then got rid of my shirt and my socks. Bethany slipped off her dressing gown and she was. Marcia appeared, looking as tasty as ever, a rather low cut top showing off her full breasts to advantage. She kissed me as we greeted each other, a normal welcome kiss, and thanked me for the flowers. Inside was Purity, dressed exactly the same as her mother, the low cut dress exposing her breasts. “Wow!” I said, “you make quite a pair, or should I make that two pairs?” “Oh stop it,” said Purity, “we thought that you’d like it. Mother and Daughter, just the same. Could you tell us apart?” “Oh.