His cock fills my mouth, but not so much that I don't have a little room left. I guess this is a nice size, slightly thicker than the banana, but real... so very real, warm and real! I can hear him panting a little, but I try to blot him out of my head, I can't though. I can't because his hand is on my head. His breathing is becoming more intense, and he is groaning now. I bob my head, gradually taking a little more of his hard dick in my mouth. Two hands are now on my head, and they grip my head. Unbelievable, this has to be a dream. After several minutes of this fabulous fucking, E got up, got between his legs, rested on her knees on the floor and started to rub his swollen penis. Sue got behind E and started finger fucking her pussy with two fingers, the way she loved oh so much. E’s hand and fingers concentrated on the bulbous purple penis head while licking his balls with her wet tongue. Chris moaned with pleasure. He wanted to grab E’s incredible breasts but could not pry loose. That had dampened his enthusiasm with regard to participating in school events for life.“Friday nights are their game nights,” Max answered. He wasn’t quite sure what kind of games they played while he was out playing football and he didn’t really want to know. He suspected that lots of leather and toys were involved. The less he thought about the subject, the better.“They play sports, too?” Tom asked shifting to look at Max. It made sense to him that the parents of a jock would be jocks.Max. Usually Lilian would have stopped in for a bite and some talk by now. So she opened the door automatically when she heard the doorbell. It wasn’t Lilian. It was her dad, Fred.“Hello Mr. Schmidt. Dad’s already gone to his office. May I help you with something?”Fred Schmidt had never turned down a chance to get between any woman’s legs. He had seduced his wife before their marriage. Then when he found out about the trick his wife was trying to play in order to get pregnant, he talked Wilma into.