To be beckoned over with those fingers, still curled and wrinkled from your drenched pussy, and instructed to kneel between your legs, to worship at y...ur altar and be offered a taste from your extended hand, taking both digits between my lips and savouring every inch of the sweet and savoury nectar they bring as I draw them to the back of my throat, to be handed a preview of just how good you taste, would cloud my senses, stoke the fire and make me impossibly hard. To inhale you deep, to run my. Even with the locals running the crane, or maybe because of the locals running the crane, the crew was kept hustling. In the heat, the work was more draining than usual. He slept.After a day and a half of impatience, Jeremy finally found himself walking down the gangplank. He nearly ran to an aging taxi. Not wanting to explain himself to another crewmember, he decided not to wait to share the fare for the trip. He tossed ten credits onto the front seat and told driver to go.At the top of the. Right when when I was about to grab my dick and finish the job, she said, "You better not cum before I get out of this shower, or your not going to be allowed to cum for the rest of the night." I freeze, my hand 2 inches from my cock, and I think, What a bitch. Then I think, Hang on, she didn't say I couldn't touch myself, she just said I couldn't cum. With that, I started stroking myself slowly, watching Taylor shower through the clouded, yet see-through curtain. I couldn't see any details, I. All this, knowing my mother was on the bed with us, caused every nerves to explode with passion. "Suck him my dearest daughter. Taste the cock that gave you life." I pushed my father onto his back, laying his shoulders back on his pillows, as I'd seen him with mother. Slipping between his legs, I could wait no longer. His granite hard cock was pointing upward against his chest. His nut sack hanging low beneath his shaft. Grasping his shaft at it's base where it attached to his groin I was.