We arranged to meet on Skype last Friday night. The husband and I had cammed a bit prior to this 3-person encounter, so I knew what he looked like, Wh...n we opened the channel on our 3-way cam & cum call, I was thrilled to meet the guy's wife in virtual person.She's lovely, and charming - once we got past the initial shyness and apprehension. After assuring both parties of our "ground rules," and assuring them they had complete control of the length and involvement of the call, we began to chat. I nod my head yes, careful not to spell any of Master Johns fresh seed. He grabs a mirror from his desk drawer and holds it up for me to see. My mouth is full of milky white cum, so much so that my gums are barely visible. "Swallow it bitch. Slowly". I slowly let Master Johns semen slide down my throat, feeling the thick stringy cream as it coats the inside of my throat. When I'm finished I lick my lips and thank Master John for allowing me to suck his dick and swallow his sperm. "Now. He felt his cock become intensely erect. He undid his shirt so that the warm tropical breeze could help excite his own nipples. That was something that always turned him on. He opened the fly in his trousers and pulled down his briefs. His cock sprang out. He stroked it while he watched his wife audibly enjoying very hot tongue on the other side of the hedge. When she came, thrashing energetically on the sun lounge, she shouted, “Oh god yes! Oh god! Oh god! Fuck me!” The man then thrust his. Only the fact I knew I was going to get a blow job or sex was keeping me going. Though Kelly helped me with cleaning the pool. Or she would pose in sexy outfits while I dusted or vacuumed.Mum and dad bid us goodbye, going to some retro 1920's gangster ball. Dad actually looked pretty cool in a fedora and sharp suit, while mum looked classy in her gown. I always liked the 1920's, though I suspected the gangsters hadn't actually gone 'now see here, meh' like in the movies.As soon as they were.