The doorbell rang surprising us both.Jack went to answer the door. It was Becky and John. Jack said, “Good afternoon. Sandy and I just hung a new pa...nting two days ago.”Becky came in and said, “It’s gorgeous, Dad. Where did you buy it?”“I didn’t buy it. It was given to me by the artist.”John said, “Wow, Dad! I didn’t know you knew any artists of that caliber.”Jack said, “You might be surprised. The artist is right here.” He looked at me and smiled gently.Becky exclaimed, “You painted it! It. "Call me Ted," he said. Oh, I thought, that's why the twins' names start with T. How disgustingly cutesy.He sat at his desk, smiling at his sons and at me. Though relaxing in his own home, he was formal enough to still be wearing a suit jacket and a tie. I had the weirdest feeling, that he was undressing me with his eyes even as I stood there buck naked. He was a handsome man, a fine match for his lovely wife. My nipples grew under his gaze; my pussy began to drool when his eyes dropped down. All I could do was take these two hot and hard dicks one after the other, cramming down my throat. My saliva was becoming thicker and slimier with each thrust that gagged me. When the bigger cock began to quiver and a hand held the back of my head I knew I was about to have a mouthful of hot cum. I sucked harder and slower at the last second before I felt a huge shot of cum fill my mouth, the second blast was coming so I quickly swallowed what I had already received and my mouth was yet again. Lisa had seen Christy make dates with a different boy every day of the week. Lisa knew her daughter was having sex, she had found her daughter's birth control pills. She also knew she made her dates were rubbers. She had spent many hours masturbating to her daughter's secret diary, she kept hidden. Lisa had spent two weeks looking for it. It was just impossible to keep kids from sex these days, she thought to herself.Lisa frowned when she saw Billy, their next door neighbor, he was fourteen and.