I was told you were arriving at nine o'clock and it is gone half past. Where have you been?" he snapped; not pausing for a reply, he continued, "Never...mind your excuses. I expect Johnny has told you what to do, so get on with it."As his image faded, Jacqui noticed that the caption on the screen read Craig Wilson, Supervisor and she felt that he looked like a rat wearing a wig. So this is the man for whom she was working.Then the screen lit up and a distraught looking woman appeared on the. “I’m really tired,” he says.I grab him by the groin and give his junk a tug, pulling him towards the bedroom.We are still in the hall when I undo his belt and pull down his pants and underpants. His dick is still pretty soft. I can see it is kind of red, purple, it looks like it already had a good workout. Time for some more. I start massaging the base of his cock and rubbing his balls and he starts to stiffen up a bit. His cock is still a bit damp, from her, whoever she is. I put my face up. Mom blushed like a new bride.“You, na!” She slapped him playfully on his arm. “Even when you have a grown sun at home…” she caught her self mid sentence and shooed me off to the car on a flimsy pretext. Mom and dad came out a couple of minutes later. I could clearly see that mom’s lipstick was a bit off, and I understood that they must have kissed while they were inside. Maybe my dad even fondled her breasts over that chiffon saree…So off we went, the three of us- Mom, Dad and Me, making the. He tounged and sucked tasting her nectur then sliding back up her body to lick her big nipples as his monster knocked at her little pussy demanding enterance. This time she was more than ready as the monster slowly entered her slowly an inch at a time till all the way in to the hilt. He began slow fucking his little prize taking his time with looong slow thrusts making her moan and beg. He knew from the smile on his face that he had a new one to add to his stable as he began to pick up the pace.