Her fingers couldn't even meet around my girth. She spat on my shaft, using her saliva as lubricant, and started to jack me off.It was tough to give m... a hand job with one hand. So she sat up and put both fists around it, firmly stroking them all the way up and down it."Oh, fuck," I muttered.An electric rush went from my shaft to my loins, a tingling sensation shooting down my balls. The vigorous motion of her arms was making her huge tits dance up and down. I tried to bear as much as I could.. So it was understandable why she might freak out if she thought she was a lesbian. I patted her shoulder and kissed the top of her head. “You’re not lezz,” I told her softly. “It’s okay. And even if you were lezz, that would be okay, too.” She sat up now and I saw her face was creased with worry. “But I really like her tit in my mouth and I want taste more her!” she insisted. “I want lick her pussy and I want her lick my pussy! That’s lezz!” I admit, I was a little taken aback by her openness. L'avevo davanti a me e lo guardai per come poteva essere a letto: spoglio di tutte quelle chiacchiere inutili. Poteva anche non esser male e immaginandolo tirato a lustro per la serata con me mi venne voglia di lasciargli un ricordo particolare, speciale, nella sua vita piatta e noiosa. Di punto in bianco lo interruppi: "Scusa mi accompagni in bagno?" Lui fu sorpreso: "In bagno?" Io trovai una scusa per portarmelo appresso: "Sì, sai, mi imbarazza se poi magari la porta si chiude male o non si. I pushed my cock deeper into mom and released another load flooding her womb with even more of my spunk. My cock went limp pretty quick after that and fell out of mom's gooey cunt. I decided to wake mom and help her to the bedroom. I am pretty sure she never really woke up but I did get her to bed. I left her there next to dad, her cunt covered and dripping with my cum. The next morning I awoke to the sound of dad fucking mom. Good, now I was pretty sure I was off the hook and mom will never.