His father finally noticed his son and called to him. Darrin told his son that dinner was ready and to come have some. To this James replied that he w...sn’t hungry for supper he was hungry for him. When he told him this he dove towards his father’s free-hanging cock and enveloped it inside of his wet, warm mouth and slowly sucked him off until his father almost climaxed at that point he stopped telling Darrin there was more to come. Once his father had recovered from a near orgasm; he responded. I was still on my knees. She turned. My gaze rose up her body. She had strong legs, not muscled, just well-toned. She did have pubic hair, one of those ‘landing strip’ designs. God, it looked so inviting. She was looking down at me, her face peering down between her breasts. I could see her nipples, dark and aroused. “Your turn.” I stood, my own arousal apparent. Her gaze dropped, just for a second. She smiled at me. “Turn around.” She washed my back, my butt, my legs. Her hand crept. I could see through the shadows that she was furiously going down on her thug biker. He just sat back in the booth guzzling down a beer as my wife lustfully sucked his cock. Sometimes she stopped and raised herself up to give her lover a long passionate kiss. Then she went right back to work pleasuring her man. Debbie was never a good cocksucker but apparently Butch had changed that. She deep throated him until she gagged on his dick, sliva dripped from her mouth as she tried to swallow his. She was right and he knew it. Once his fortune hit the Financial News Papers the life he once had would be over and his new one would begin. He had better get used to listening to her advice on security measures and following her directions as if they came from his father. When they entered Payne’s room, it was empty. The bed was newly made, but Alletta’s coat was tossed over a chair by the window. They turned around and looked up and down the corridor but except for a few nurses, it was empty..