“What, jerk off? What would you say if I did?” “I-I don’t know. I thought you were going out with that girl Amanda. I could hear her moaning f...rom my room.” “Not if her last text message to me was anything to go by. No, it didn’t really work out. Anyway, we never actually had sex. She only wanted me to eat her pussy.” Sarah could barely swallow, her throat was so dry. Even the passing reference to oral sex made her cheeks redden further; she was starting to resemble a beetroot. Sarah watched. “Jillian told you she wants me to fuck her while you watch Sarah. Are you fine with that?,” James reminds me in the afterglow as the three of us shower together.“Yes, I am looking forward to it, I love watching another couple fucking, especially when the man is as big as you. Can you get it up again? Perhaps I can help?,” I tease as I ogle his flaccid, though still very impressive cock as Jillian and I kiss like teenagers. “Kiss my ass for me Jillian while James watches.“Now you James, kiss my. She was worried about being seen but it was clearly turning her on and she was fucking me back as hard as I was fucking into her.I heard mom say, “Oh my God, there’s Mr. Peterson.” I looked around my mom and saw old man Peterson walking his dog down the street. He hadn’t seen her yet, I don’t think, but I felt my mom suddenly gush her juices all over my cock. As she cried out in orgasm, she must have been loud enough to be heard through the glass because Mr. Peterson looked our way and saw. Involuntarily, he moved his waist up and down, as slowly as he could to add more substance to his mother's slow stroking. He felt hot breath on his dick. His heart rate increased. He was starting to perspire. He put his hands on his sides and grabbed the sheets, clenching his fists. Then he let out a loud audible sigh as his dick was enveloped by the warm moist mouth of his mother. He felt the mouth move up and down, slowly at first, and then gaining momentum. What she did with her tongue while.