Turning, he saw his father, dressed smartly is his black, silk suit, as the valet took his bags out of the back and set them on the curb. His mother w...s draped over him, wearing a bright crimson dress, low cut and sheer to be nearly see-through that fell just above her chalk white knees. “Michael,” his father said, “this is a big day for you. You’re sixteen now and you’re on your way to becoming a man. This is the place you’ll do it. I know you’re nervous, but l have no doubt you’ll make me. Would Jill have upped sticks and followed Chris to California. Either part-time or full time. Jill and my lifestyle developing in a permanent version of the five-week road trip that had cemented their deep love for each other.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Over the next week, I tried to push this terrifying thought out of my head. Each and every day was torture. Wondering whether Jill would come home from the office, or whether I might get a ‘Dear John’ call, text or email.But as. They were close but Spence was taller. Spence’s blue eyes met her bottle green ones. The subtle specter of her eyes contrasting with the long wavy strawberry locks got a first twitch in Spence’s groin, momentarily interrupting his concentration. Spence recovered nicely without an outward sign. They held the stare for untold moments before the instructor continued with ‘Now sit facing each other with knees raised and genitals in proximity but not touching. Interlace the knees but lay them wide. With most of the lather now washed away, my orgasm was building up quickly. I watched her as she dipped her breasts lower and lower. I bucked my hips faster and with one last dip of her shoulders the first spurt ejected out of the end of my cock onto her face. I let out a cry of relief as the involuntary pumping of my cock took over. Jet after jet of spunk shot from the end of my cock. Maggie stopped her rocking motions and held my cock between her tits, massaging my cock as she rolled her.