My dick was proceeding to the hard-on phase just thinking about the possibilities. I was imagining Carol's friend sucking my dick while with Carol lic...ing my balls. I was imagining both girls sharing my load and French kissing with their mouths full of my jiz.Carol looked to where my hard-on was making itself obvious and remarked the idea must be turning me on. It sure the hell was turning me on.I always was envious of the guys in the porn flicks getting serviced by two girls. I loved watching. " her sentence ended as her world exploded in white light. She felt her feet come off the floor and her body shift back and sideways. As if in slow motion, she saw herself falling toward her bed, arms flailing, trying to make it onto the mattress without hitting the post. As she fell her mind registered that he had hit her.'He HIT me! The sonofabitch HIT me!' she thought. 'He can't do that!' But he had, and if his size hadn't given him an immediate advantage, his big hand on the side of her. In a matter of minutes, her son entered, clad in a white terry robe that came to his knees. Dianne’s eyes lifted from the slight bulge in the front of his robe to meet his. One leg slithered down the other as she lay half on her side. Her lips parted sensuously. “Look at me,” she said to her son. Jeff raised his head. “Mom, look,” he said. “I don’t know what you’re thinking, but, you know, it’s only natural. You know what I mean. I mean, I’m not a kid anymore. I’m growing up. And I have certain. This was the first time that Susan had realised what the men were even wearing – both had t-shirts and shorts, and the shorts were quite revealing. Susan noticed a large bulge in both men’s shorts. “Fuck they must be all hung like donkeys around here,” she thought to herself. Tommy fiddled with the keys of his mobile in an attempt to load the movie. When he succeeded he held the mobile up towards Susan to show her the movie. “What am I looking for?” Susan inquired. “Can you not see the movie?“.