I was starting to get worked up and felt slightly frustrated. All I wanted was for her to touch my dick but she just wouldn't and completely refused t... give me what I wanted. Those annoyingly seductive fingers of her glided over the muscular contours of my inner thighs but always stopped short of my swollen member. I shifted my position on the bed, trying to do the job that she wouldn't and create some contact, any form of contact between her hands and the bloated organ between my legs. You. I could see Kamal was really enjoying himself, he was sliding my husbands cock in and out of his mouth real slow, licking it like it was a popsicle and sucking hard on it. My husband was moaning again, only this time it was more of a mans moan and then my husband stiffened up, I could see Kamal swallowing like crazy and I knew my husband had cum in Kamal’s mouth. I made them both eat my pussy after that and was surprised at how good a cunt lapper Kamal was, he worked my pussy over so good, I. We were doing much better the second time, when suddenly she upchucked again, but this time all over both of us.After about an hour or so and a separate shower for each of us, we tried again. Things started a little shaky, but they improved and after about ten minutes of her sucking and jacking me; I finally came about two squirts that amounted to be barely enough to say I came. But she swallowed what I gave her, and we kissed goodnight, lay next to each other, and cuddled. I think she went to. By 10 Dad was almost out of it. Mom being a non drinker was starting to feel the wine we were drinking. As Mom walked between the coffee table and the couch where Terry and I were sitting, she stumbled, falling between my wife and myself, her hand reaching out landed between my legs. She stayed like that a few seconds laughing, then tried to stand. My dad stumbled over, took her hand and pulled. I put one hand under her arm my fingers stroking her tit my other hand pushing her soft ass. She.