It was at this point that she decided to tell me that Mark, while amazing, was not her daughter’s actual father. I was a little shocked. As far as I...knew, Mark was the only man she had ever been with. But, I was about to be told a revelation that would be just the first one that day. Being curious, and knowing she was at a point where she wanted to tell, I asked who the father really was then. She paused for a moment, and then said that she wouldn’t have said anything, but what I was doing to. Your tongue is out and my cock is near your face for the final spurt of cum. We both gasp as it hits your lips and splashes into your mouth. You lick the drops remaining on my shuddering cock and then lick your own lips once more. My body is totally tense as is yours we are both motionless for a while as the impact of our exertions take effect. Several moments pass and we are both then able to move and regain some sort of composure. We hold each other closely; both of us being a little shaky. ‘It that what you’re going to wear?’ Em asks from the bed, a charcoal face mask turning her pale white skin gray. It’s supposed to be girl’s night—even Zora has shut down her laptop and taken note of the humans present in the room. Kate and her are wearing the masks, hair pulled back in messy buns, bottles of Smirnoff Ice in their hands. ‘Yeah.’ ‘Seriously?’ ‘It’s clean.’ ‘But it is a date, right?’ Zora chimes in, taking a swig of her drink. ‘I don’t know. We didn’t specify.’ ‘Drinks. We took a hot shower, dried off and went back out to the living room. Mr. Kent was there, sipping a beer and waiting impatiently with his pants off.We walked up to him and waited for him to tell us what he wanted.He gulped the last of his beer down and then he looked back and forth between us, as if trying to decide which one of us he wanted to abuse next. He finally decided that he couldn't decide. He made us both get down and suck him off.Heather and I worked together and before long he was.