He asked me "what color bra I had on" and I proceeded to show him. He loved the color. That made me happy I chose a nice one. I tucked it back in but ...is hands had already found their way down the top of my shirt. My nipples were super sensitive for some reason. I jumped and let out a squeal. After a few more minutes of touching he said that "he was gonna get comfortable." He took of his wet sweatshirt and that was understandable. Then he undid his pants and pulled out the tool. I was shocked. These conversations used to go on for hours and we used to have sex multiple times. Even while at work we used to text each other. If we could spare some time dash to a nearby corner and shower each other with our lustful dialogues.Trust me when I say these sessions used to be very intense. I had to masturbate to relieve the tension within me. She too used to bring herself to orgasm by fingering herself. After 2-3 hours of a chat, I used to reluctantly let her go to sleep.One day I expressed my. As I masturbated Dad moving his skin back and forth, I suddenly felt a warm moist feeling around my own cock; John had lowered his head to suck me. “My 1 st Blow job” is all I thought I could feel John’s tongue move around my Cock head, and then he took my whole length in his mouth moving up and down. “WOW that looks so sexy” said Dad “Why don’t you taste mine?” This time without any hesitation. Heidi nodded and sat down at the kitchen table. ‘Go take these over to mommy,’ Heidi heard Jake tell Fitz, who a moment later arrived by her side with a plate full of blueberry pancakes. ‘These look delicious,’ she told her son, taking the plate from his hands and setting it on the table in front of her. Fitz climbed onto her lap, and reached for a pancake. He started to happily shove pieces of it into his mouth. Heidi grabbed a couple for herself, drenching them in syrup. Jake sat down.