I didn’t even us my fingers I just ran my tongue up her slit and heard Shelly suck in some air as I did. I ran my tongue up her slit several more ti...mes as I listened to Shelly take in a breath each time. I pushed my chest down onto the bed and slipped both of my arms up under her legs. Shelly responded by placing both of her heals on the center of my back and that rocked her pelvis up toward my lips. I was then able to start my next trip with my tongue at her asshole. As I touched her brown. ‘That was nice,’ he whispered. ‘What shall we do next?’ ‘I know what I am going to do next,’ I replied, turning to face the man and looking him in the eye. ‘What is your name?’ ‘James,’ he said. ‘Hello James,’ I whispered, and kissed his forehead softly, then his nose, then lightly on the lips. I buried my face in his neck, and began to stroke his arms from wrist to shoulder, just letting my hands begin to explore under the short sleeves of his t-shirt. He struggled to a sitting position once. He licked her clit and Ellen moaned "Oh Larry" (that's my name) and I said when he stopped, "you like that don't you?' and she just moaned again. Now my Dad placed his cock at the lips of her cunt and pushed in slowly. He was really enjoying this. Once in, though he started fucking her in frenzy-like a man possessed. I guess that comes from not having sex for years. My wife was moaning "yes, yes, faster, faster, more!"After a little more of this my dad suddenly stopped, I thought something was. Pulling on it in an attempt to wrapmy lips around it so I could suck on it always resulted in cummingbefore I could accomplish my mission. Strangely getting cum in my mouthor on my face disgusted me and I avoided getting squirted. I can stillsee the purple head of my cock oozing precum a silly millimeter awayfrom my lips. Breathing is a real problem and controlling one'sbreathing is a chore in it's self. This was a nightly pass time until Iwas 18 and only once was I able to get that elusive.