I stuffed my tongue inand released a stream of Robert's cum onto my face. It ran in gelatinousstreams down the side of my face and onto the couch pil...ow my head was on."Don't waste it Sissy, he worked hard to get all that in there and hespecifically asked me to save it for you." I was swallowing gobs of hissalty pungent ejaculate. I was just making headway when Carol came in aearthshaking orgasm."Wow! That's the hardest I've ever come, thanks to my stud and my sissy,I feel like a complete. No beer tonight.I watched her pull down some plates, wishing I could see more of her under the big shirt. I had taken the precaution of beating off this morning, twice, just so I wouldn’t leap on her like the horny bastard I was. But a little cuddle wouldn’t hurt.As she dished out the enchiladas, I slid my hands under the front of her blouse and encountered something unexpected. From the waist up, she was encased in cloth.“What’s this?” I turned her around and undid a few buttons. I saw thick. . I became mad and want’s to fuck you too telling this he came and hugged me. I pushed him and said “Iam not that kind of women.The relationship with your dad is something different and I don’t want to fuck his son. Naveen immediately told me that “Darling Iam mad and crazy on you and wants to fuck you atleast once.I promise you I will not trouble you after that” telling this he again hugged me and with his hand rubbing my ass. I told him “See Naveen, I cannot do this with you and if it get. The rest of his clothes were just as old fashioned — moleskin trousers held up with a necktie knotted round his waist tucked into long leather boots, and a dirty white shirt with long baggy sleeves under a long unbuttoned gabardine which was flapping about his legs in the wind. It was as if he had walked out of a photograph from long ago and nothing like the brightly coloured clothing and sensible boots of the walkers who often called at the cottage in the summer asking for a drink of water.