“I’m so sorry, Mom,” Jackie whispered. “I really had no…”She stopped, realizing she had said that before.“Didn’t anything good happen ...o you there?” she asked, needing to know.Alicia was quiet for a moment. Her tear-streaked face looked almost serene. She sighed then, and looked at her first-born.“Jonathan,” she said, then smiled at the slight confusion on her daughter’s face. “His name was Jonathan. My son.”“You had a son?” Jackie whispered. “Where is he now?”The brief serenity vanished from. Ravi crushed his lips into his mother’s lips and started kissing her passionately. Their tongues played with each others. Sheela played with Ravi’s hairs and Ravi squeezed and played with Sheela’s breasts over her saree. After kissing for several minutes, they broke up.Sheela: “Get ready son. I will prepare breakfast for you “saying this Sheela went out of the room and Ravi got up from the bed and went into the bathroom to brush his teeth and take a bath.After half an hour Ravi came and sat at. Instead, "Think you'll be ready for more, soon?" as I gently touched his semi-hard, but now sticky cock, that had so recently invaded my body. I went to my knees and was about to kiss my way down his stomach in order to see how we tasted, all mixed together... when I remembered I was VERY full of semen. "Don't move!" and I jumped out of bed with my hand on my crotch, around the corner, and grabbed the damp hand-cloth from before. WOW did a lot of cum come out of me. :) Gobs. Good thing I. Once he was finished, Philip brought the wine glass to my wife’s lips, gently lifting it as she took several sips. When she was satisfied, he set the wine glass down, and begin twirling the plate of spaghetti with a fork. Just like he had to mix his spunk into the wine, so, too, did he have to blend his semen into the pasta.“Bona petite,” he said, offering Amanda another forkful.She ate the entire plate and was still hungry for more cum.Philip’s cock was rock hard again during the entire time.