He was a small, mournful looking man who walked with a metal cane. While not exactly fun, the lectures in his courses were always well always well pre...ared and worthwhile. After remarking that the weather was as hot as ever, the professer began to talk about the use os the deus ex machina in Euripides and explained how the concept of “god”was different in Euripides than it was in Aeschylus or Sophocles. He had been talking for some fifteen minutes when the classroom door opened and in walked. It was always missionary and mom never took her nylons and heels off. She would lock her ankles around dad's back and he would caress her legs all the while he pumped his beautiful cock in her. Her moans and orgasms were real. The sight of dad's cum oozing from mom was such a wonderful sight. I wanted to be where she was. I wanted to be her. I wanted her man. I wanted dad.Mom had gone to visit her parents who lived several states away. Dad had never hinted of wanting a sexual relationship with. I readily agreed to the proposal already aroused by the prospect of socking into my prim and proper bhabhi. After that Kishore started flirting with bhabhi and she took it jokingly even though I could make out she was enjoying the attention she was getting. In evening she asked me what kind of person Kishore was. I told her that he was a proper ladies man and had scored with many women in Pune [as instructed by Kishore] after that I could see bhabhi’s attitude change and she also started mild. ” “Well that’s not fair is it. I can see your friend is soaking wet.” He said pointing to the wet spot in Megan’s panties. “I think you should take care of her, don’t you? And you don’t mind if I watch, do you?” He was talking to Shelly and she responded, “No sir. I will take care of her and you can watch, its no problem.” Megan was shocked when she heard this. Was her friend really going to eat her out and let this cop watch. Shelly turned to Megan and said, “Come on, we need to do this.”.