I got a little excited, Molly said defensively as she saw our grins. Next time well try to get a little of my cock inside you. We want to be very care...ful that we do not hurt you. Leanne hopped off the bed and gave me one last suck. I started to get hard again. Daddy, I like to feel your cock in my mouth. She said it so serious I had trouble not to laugh. I saw Mollys back stiffen and I hastened to say, Only if your mom is present. Thats the deal and were going to stick to it. For now, anyway,. You may be wondering why a guy my age would be writing about the sixties on a sex themed web site. Heck, I was only six when Jimi Hendrix took the stage at Monterey during the Summer Of Love. It would be years before I would see any residual benefits from the sexual revolution and free love. I was more concerned with learning the colors of the fat crayons that sat before me on my school desk than any sexual moves. The language of love was still a foreign tongue to me and I lacked the benefit of. I watched him watching me intently, enjoying his scrutiny and being consumed by his gaze. He returned his hand to his cock and started rubbing it again. “You're just going to lay there like a good slut should while I come all over you. And you are going to like it.” He emphasised the last two words, his voice was deep and firm as always. It was reassuring, yet demanded obedience, and the sound of it could get me wet in seconds, no matter what he said. I never imagined I would come to love. I looked up. I am sure James could tell I hadn’t done this before or at least not many times. “Don’t worry you’ll figure it out,” he said to me. “You start by opening your mouth and holding my cock, then you lean in and take it.” I looked to my side and saw dad looking at me, staring, mesmerized. I turned back to James and took hold of his cock in my hand. It felt so hard. Now I had felt both of my friends’ dads’ cocks in my hand. James moaned as he felt my hand on his cock. I then opened my.