"You just don't get it, do you, Marsha? Dad said I could take a shot at you tonight when we were alone." He most certainly did NOT!" Wanna bet?" What ...re you talking about?" Okay, look. There's no line at the concession stand so, say five minutes to get the drinks and hot dog. We'll even allow a restroom break. Say another five. Which means that Dad SHOULD be back in ten minutes tops unless what I've said is true and he's giving me time to get in your pants." Trent!" Yeah, I know. Dad says I'm. 'She wriggled round and sank her mouth onto my cock, drawing me into the moist cavern, running her tongue round my glans coaxingly, and I felt desire spark in me yet again. As she trailed her soft lips over my shaft I felt the familiar pulse of lust and my prick thickened as blood flowed into it. With gentle skill she rolled my foreskin back, exposing my helmet completely, and the tip of her tongue attacked my frenum with tiny licks and caresses.She was crouched beside me, her head bobbing and. “You didn’t think I was serious did you?”“No” Will said quickly. “Hey, I’m gonna take a shower now, K?”“Okay, just be fast, I want to have enough time to do my makeup before people start coming.”“Well, I’m using the one in the hallway, u just use the one in my parents bedroom, sound good?”“Sure, but first you have to go downstairs and make the Jello-shots.”“Yes, Mother.” Will replied in a snobbish voice.As the warm water washed over Will’s face he couldn’t help but think of Claire. What would. .. ah..." on and on, matched with every thrust of his cock. The slap, slap, slap, and the slurp, slurp, slurp as it raced in and out, his balls and loins slapping against my bum. I knew I was being fucked, fucked like I'd never been fucked before. His hands, now gripping my ankles, lifting my legs up but still spread apart ... still the continuing, slap, slap, slap, slurp, slurp, slurp. The bed bouncing, squeaking, reverberating to our torrid love making"Oh god ... oh no ... oh ... oh" I.