Her pale coral nipples were hard. My cock was out, and I was stroking it, moving on the bed to straddle her. She looked in my face and said. "Don't ge... any on me. That would be unchaste." Looking at her innocent face, panting with lust, while her fingers traveled over her nipples, I was once again going to come quickly. When I did, it hit the pillow next to her face, and she moved her fingers to scoop it up...and then she licked her fingers clean.You might have been thinking what I was. And so I told the husbands to cut the clothes off their wives. The women did not object much and after they all were naked I started kissing them one after the other then sucking nipples and then, after they were all well on and hot I dropped to my knees and began slowing eating them. One after the other they all had orgasms that made them shout and their hips convulse and their bodies all could not stop moving. Cut me loose, one said. I said, Why? and she said, I wanna do it with you on the. . Gary that... what would Gary want to do... !The last straw was the final week that I lived at home - when I caught them having sex. More than once!There she was kneeling on the floor on her hands and knees wearing only her kitchen apron, Gary naked behind her - ramming himself in and out of my mother. She looked up, and just stared at me with a remote glassy eyed gaze before Gary slapped her ass loudly and she yelped before smiling and pressing the side of her face to the linoleum beneath. It was so soft. Ron proceeded to give me instruction. We sniffed her, touched her and lightly licked her. Her scent increased. Her flower started to open. Her nectar started to excreet on to her labia, glistening in beads on her pubic hair. Ron used his thick fingers to spread her open. He taught me about the clitorus and its hood. Then I finally got my first taste. It was so beautiful. Like pee and roses with a touch of honey. Bitter and salty and sweet at the same time. Ron fondled my body.