I was her son and couldn't get away with Dad's indifference. At least Dad didn't expect me to follow every one of her edicts. In fact, he actively con...pired with me to ignore some things and I think both of us loved Mom a little more because she let us get away with our conspiracy.We ended our conversation with the usual parting statements and Mom hung up. I returned to the comics and Millie decided to shower and get dressed for the day. When she finished her shower it was my turn.The warm. She tells me that she felt so filled up every time they do this to her and I could tell she loves it as she gets so aroused and wet just talking about it. After a while, Greg wrapped both his hands around my wife's inner thighs just above knee level, stood up with his cock still buried in my wife's ass and pulled her off Jimmy's cock. He held her thighs up and spread them out on each side so that her kneecaps were now just about level with her breasts, fulling opening up her wet pussy for all. "Wow," she commented, suddenly feeling guilty as she slid to her feet and stepped out from around the coffee table.Against one wall was a large fireplace that was probably only used for special occasions, its mantle filled with pictures of Misty and her sisters, but above it was a large, expensive looking painting. A small light fixture set innocuously into the ceiling illuminated the large portrait of a man and woman. They both seemed to be in their late twenties, with clothing that was in. It was my turn next. I sat in between his legs and looked at his slimy, sweaty cock. We’ve known each other for years, seen each other naked a hundred times, but I never really studied his cock before. I noticed it was about as long as mine (7 inches) but a little thinner. I had a wider girth around the head than he had and my rod was a bit thicker too. It seemed veinier than mine and he was cut a little finer. I can’t believe that I was about to put my best friends cock in my mouth!I picked it.