" Deborah's going to get back as early as she can to show it to you. She also wants to ask you a favour." What does she want me to do?" Wait and see. ...t's a favour for her and she must ask you." Miaow!" Yes!" Meanie!" Yes," Richard smiled. "Got to keep you in order." Yes, Sir. Sorry."Richard kissed her on the nose. "Now," he said, "we've got a busy morning ahead. James is coming over at half past ten to interrogate you about Deborah and me being soul-mates." What've you told him?" That you are. It wasn’t long before I had a good idea of what to do and had her moaning and squealing in pleasure. That woman taught me many things you are going to enjoy.When she came down from her high she pulled my head up to hers and gave me a big sloppy French kiss. Her tongue was so far in my mouth it almost triggered a gag reflex. “So, Tommy, have you ever had sex?” I answered no, not wanting to explain who I had sex with.“It’s not a safe time for me, so if I let you fuck me you have to promise to. She responded quite promptly and politely, explaining that she was only new and was just getting the lay of the land. She did close off with saying that she knew what she wanted and really hoped my story was a lot more than just fiction. We corresponded for a little while and I learnt that she did live in Sydney - a north shore girl – St Leonards to be exact. Her name was Cheryl and she was a 36 year old brunette. I must admit although I became convinced that she who she said she was, I became. Dad then began sliding his wet mouth in and out over Mark’s hot engorged tool, and I was able to stroke myself with each movement in and out pretending that my Dad was doing the same to me. I was so turned on I was beginning to drool precum myself.I was lost in my fantasy for a second and when I looked back, Dad had stood up and Mark was now servicing my Dad’s hot cut cock, sucking on the head like it was some delicious lollypop that couldn’t be resisted. My Dad was moaning and Mark ran his.