Len wasted no time now. His hot mouth urgently began to lick at her pussy. He let out a lust-filled groan as his mouth smacked against her swollen, we... cunt, muffling the sound.Diane writhed on the waterbed, continuing to clutch the back of her father's head as he breathed in her heady aroma of aroused teenaged pussy.His head twisted in her hands, his mouth working eagerly at her soft, damp cunt-flesh, wriggling against it, opening her sizzling slit ever wider. His tongue poked between her. I spent a lot of time lubing up and loosening up his anus before I thrust my hard cock into him.“Fucking hell,” cried Peter as I entered him."Are you okay?" I asked.“Yeah I’m ok, I just didn’t think you were this big.”“Do you want me to continue?” I asked“Yeah…Yeah, just take things easy,” came his strained reply.I stood quietly for a minute then inch by inch I started to move in and out of him until I found my balls resting against his thighs, slowly we began to fuck, with Peter being as tight. I got another condom out of the drawer and as he rolled over onto his back, his face alight and his eyes, well, shining doesn’t sound enough, for there was more meaning to the look that they conveyed and the one that seemed to be the most expressive was one of love. Trying to hide the emotions that must have been showing in my eyes, I bent my head down and took the head of his cock into my mouth, that lovely cock, and gave it a few sucks before rolling the condom down until it was completely. What?" she sputtered."Lauren," I said, "Consider some things. First — how much of that story she told you did you already know — about the Berkeley scientist and how the machine was built?" Not much," she admitted. "When I was there we were trying to get him to tell us how to work the machine, not how it was built or anything." Right," I agreed. "That makes sense. But apparently, after you left, she found the time to have a long conversation with him about the history and theory of the machine..