They both had their hard cocks out again, and they took turns stroking mine. I figured what the hell, and started returning the favor.One of them lean...d over and took my cock in his mouth. It felt great, and this guy really knew how to do it. He moved his hot wet mouth up and down my shaft, swirling his tongue around the head and licking my balls. He knelt in front of me, got my pants all the way down and spread my legs so he could rim my ass, then worked his way back up to deep throat my. "Okay, but let us know soon. I'm not going to wait long." Mom is just crying, Daddy. She's okay." 'Just crying, ' is plenty enough for me," he said, frustrated, as he spun around and leaned back against the wall by the suite's door. Crossing his arms, he tried to relax, but wasn't successful. "How can my wives sense each other's emotions and I can't? I felt you, Joyce," he said looking at his wife, "when you were shot. Hell, I didn't just feel you, I was there, and we were miles apart. Yet, I. "There is a beach blanket downstairs and I think my house keeper has left a picnic lunch in the kitchen."They gathered a blanket from the laundry room, a large picnic basket from the kitchen and walked out onto the deck and then down the long steps to the sandy beach.Jenny wrapped her arm around Bob's waist as they navigated the sand dunes and marsh grass. They found a flat spot between two dunes, about twenty-five yards from the beach and laid their blanket down.Bob put the basket in the. “Mom” I begged, but my pants were released. She moved to the end of the bed, and swiftly pulled my pants down, following them with my shorts. I felt my cock bounce as she freed it from its restraint. “Humm, you’re not wearing them” she muttered “So where are they, what were you doing with them, Turn over” she ordered.“What” I asked.“Turn over, accept your punishment, you are obviously guilty”“But mom”She opened a drawer, from it she pulled out a paddle, a paddle she used to threaten me with.