I was jerking his big hard yummy stick while he fingered me and sucked on my boobs, god I love how he feels when he throbs in my hand like he did over...and over again. He kept sucking one boob then the other as though he didn't want the other one to be neglected. My eyes were closed and I was breathing like, really hard, I threw my head back and moaned because daddy was taking me to the same place he took me that morning. Then he stopped sucking my boobs and looked up at me but he left his. Pausing briefly, mom lifted her beautiful face and smiled at me. The thin drool on her lips was exquisite. Then she bent over my cock and swallowed it, her lips gradually slipping down to press into my unruly, curly pubic hair. I could feel her doing wonderful things with her throat before she let my mucus-coated shaft slip entirely free of her mouth. Ringing the shaft with her thumb and forefinger, my mom slowly pumped my swollen rod. As she stroked me, she would give my cockhead and frequent. When Max would participate, I would strip naked or at least bottomless and rub against my wadded pillow. I would straddle it while arching my back, pressing my stomach down and pushing my butt up. That position allowed me to grind against the pillow while exposing the rest of my vulva to Max’s attentions. Max, though he didn’t intend to be, was a brilliant cunnilingist. His tongue against my labia and probing into what recesses of my vagina it could reach were the perfect accompaniment to my. She was still between my legs as she laid down with her head at my pussy. I started to say something, but David raised off the bed and straddled my waist. As he leaned forward, he grabbed the sides of my breasts as he positioned his cock between them. He squeezed them together around his cock, sandwiching his cock tight in the recess of my breasts. It was hidden so well I did not see even the tip until he started to move his hips forward. The head of his cock peeked out as I felt it move up.