He grinned at even the idea of his cum possibly knocking her up. There was a primal thrill to such a notion of impregnating his own flesh and blood."W...ell, Melina? What are you waiting for? You wanted my son, so get him ready and fuck him!" Val instructed her stunned and fascinated friend."Yes, Mistress!" Melina happily broke her own trance and began sucking her lover's juices from Jason's dick, finding them to have a fantastic taste.She got rather moist between her thighs by this point in the. It had been stifling hot that day, the kind of day that happens in late August when it is so hot the birds won’t sing, and the midday heat had built into the house to the point where it pushed her out into the yard, giving her the encouragement to work in her garden. She looked at her watch and thought she should check on him, he had gone out at noon saying that he wanted to finish up before the day was out. She laughed inside at his stubbornness. If he had used his newer equipment he would. That night I was more than happy to get home from the theatre. Beth had been late getting home that afternoon. A monster tie-up on the freeway had her taking side-streets most of the way home. On top of that rehearsals had been anything but easy. Trying to learn the synchronized dance sequence for Born to Hand-Jive was hard enough. Doing it on an outdoor stage that had been cooking in ninety-degree heat all day was even worse and certainly not my favorite way of working up a sweat, although. I trailed my hands over his hips, over his outer thighs, then up his inner thighs until I let my fingers brush against his sac. His intake of breath was like music to my ears. I took my time, teasing him as much as he teased me, stroking my fingers all around his groin area, except where I most wanted to. My hands roamed where they would, sometimes brushing against the ridge where Mr P’s hard cock jutted from his body, or his sac, but never actually touching them. I was just enjoying being able.