At that point, dad saw mom retreating back into the kitchen and he whispered to me that mom and Bob were home and we needed to get our clothes back on... I was reluctant to let go of his cock as I gently continued to suck him. But him seeing mom had killed his hard-on and I finally let his softening prick slip out of my mouth. I grabbed my dress and ran up to my bedroom as dad started to pull his clothes on. Dad told me later that mom was not as pissed as you would expect her to be. Knowing me,. But she looked at me rather intently for a few seconds, then smiled and said "Classical music and a silver tongue? Maybe I would have been safer on the party barge with Todd!" I must have winced at that, because she grinned and said "Gotcha!" Then she blushed and said "Maybe it's still the roofie talking, but I've never felt this safe with any man, except my Dad." My expression must have changed; "No! No!" she said, "That's not what I meant! I didn't mean to say you were anywhere near my dad's. In middle school (6th grade) we had 4 quarters each year that separated our class schedules. My first class every day, was Spanish, where I got to see my teacher Ms. Kight (not real name). She was only 26 and had a daughter who would ever so often join her in class. Ms. Kight was the definition of a hour glass with a lot of ass Latina lady who every boy would absolutely jerk off to. She constantly had old students, Male and female join her in her class sessions and she always had the boys. Allison then pulled back from Marjorie’s mouth and moved down to her breasts, which she began kissing and running her tongue over her nipples. Looking up from Marjorie’s breasts, I could see that both women were still watching me, watching me watch them. Not really sure what to do, I reached down and slowly began stroking my cock with my right hand, while my left reached out and touched Marjorie’s foot. The women seemed to enjoy watching me stroke myself as they continued kissing and touching.