The water was changed twice. Finally after an hour or so they seemed satisfied and put everything back together and closed the door. They then went in...and straightened up the bathroom.When they came back in the kitchen, I asked, "Do you want some lunch?" Yes, what do you have," they asked."The leftover Chinese from last night," I told them."You didn't put that in the fridge, did you?" No, it was on the table last night. It was cool enough in the house. It should still be OK." I had already put. It really felt good and I began to moan real loud into the old mand dick. That's when I found out the old man could really shoot a stream of cum too. He tensed up and let me have a load of spunk that I didn't really know what to do with so I tried to swallow it as best I could. The son began to worm his dick around in my butt some but I could tell it was getting soft. He pulled it out of me and took my head and forced his dick into my mouth. This time there wasn't too much shit on it. My muscles were tensing, holding him even tighter. Soon now, very soon, it would hit me. “Oh fuck yes! God you are incredible. I am...” The rest was lost in an unearthly scream.My mind was once again retreating into its carnal, feral state of sexual lust. I was captive to his sexual whims. Even though my legs had fallen to the bed, and were in an almost constant state of trembling, he rose up, gathering them under his arms. He came back down on me, pressing them to my shoulders. I was totally. After a few minutes of this slow teasing I was begging for more. “Oh, Tiff, so good.”, I stammered as I reflexively thrust my hips towards her mouth. She smiled up at me and worked first one then two fingers into my slick hole. I moaned loudly as she curved them upwards and stroked the sensitive mound of flesh along the front wall of my vagina. She continued with her oral assault, now paying more attention to my throbbing clit. My brain was reeling and I was panting as she continued working her.