- I had taken the opportunity of an empty house to paint the spare room, which had needed done since we moved in several years ago. Mel, my wife, was ...ut with her friends, a circle that she formed when she was at college and they are just as close now as they were back then. When they went out they always drank, and when they drank they really went for it. I was expecting her to be late home, so whilst painting I had a few beers and ordered take-out. I finished eating around seven, cracked open. Both sandy and i jumped from the bed into the cold winter air. gene's mother's sharp voice again returned us to silence and back beneath the covers. "so did gene or sandy touch you?" i asked, my own penis hard and dripping. zoey laughed. "slow down, i'm getting to that." her story resumed. " sandy brought a penlight back under the covers, now we could slowly and carefully explore our most private parts. we started with gene first. he was more than willing to lay back and let us inspect. She watched her daddy climb from his pants, gone a little bit awkward in quick embarrassment that she also felt. She told herself not to be icky, just because it was daytime and they were alone in a motel room. The only time she had been in a motel before, she had to share a room with Glynn, while their parents slept next door. And did other things, she amended; like fucking. Her jeans slid down her legs and she chucked her panties after them. Now she was stripped, and posed proudly for her. I quickly took the tip into my mouth and began to suck it. He began to grow hard. As his large member grew in my mouth and hands my eyes looked on in ecstasy while my ass hole twitched uncontrollably. The length brought out my inner competitor and I began to challenge myself to swallow the whole thing. Before I knew it my eyes were tearing up and his balls were pressed hard against my chin and suddenly I felt the pulsations and the warm thick fluid squirting directly into my stomach. My cock.