“It’s okay, you just provoked him and he reared up if you like! But please carry on”“Do all men consider it a him?”“Most, but many actuall...y have a name!”“You’re jesting with me! Does yours have a name then?” she jested.“Thomas…John Thomas, well at least that’s the name my mother called him!”Diana reached up giving him a peck on the cheek, and then sat back with a smile on her face, her hand not leaving his cock, rubbing it up and down in slow delicate movements.“So what would John Thomas like. Getting to her belly button I gently kissed as she shuddered ever so slightly, letting her wrists go and placing my hands on the insides of her thighs I gently open her legs. She's still warring her G string but that wasn't going to stop me. Slowly kissing and licking my way down to the top of the band I pulled with my teeth at it and let it snap back agents her skin. She jerked a little and gasped too. I nibbled around her fabric lines being careful not to touch her sweet pussy. Lisa was. " Yeah, I have seen that in her too," replied Sarah nodding."You keep saying I saved her life," I said, suddenly serious. "What did you mean by that?" Your aunt was a mess before you came out here. She hadn't been able to get over Frank's death. I would like to think I had something to do with her staying alive all those years but it was you Greg. Your cards and letters and phone calls are what kept her going for the four years following his death. You were the only family that would even talk. Tom grinned as Jenna sucked down his erection and began to go to work on it. As sad as he might have been about the unusually lackluster blow-job, the sight of his pretty blonde wife slamming her torso back and forth between the cocks in her pussy and ass more than made up for it. As it was his third run of the evening, Tom was able to disconnect from the tongue wrapped about his engorged phallus and congratulate himself at the well-executed party.It hadn't been easy to get Jenna to agree to.