While very attractive she didn’t have “movie star” features, with her blend of Spanish, Black and Indian blood, she looked quite normal but sh... exuded a sexual aura, which amplified her presence.Jorge was used to her going out, for he was quite nonchalant, but I got hot and horny thinking about what she might be doing. Jorge followed his mom’s footsteps, partying and drinking heavily, and we lost contact, last I heard he had a gig up North and got married. Occasionally I would pop in to. “Hi, Greg. You have played hard to find, haven’t you?”I could see from the look on her face that she was not blaming me when she said that, but there was something else, too. Sadness for sure, some joy, maybe determination - and love. There was both love and hurt in her eyes when she looked at me. Or was it in my own eyes?“Hi, Marie. Not really, I just wasn’t able to come back until recently. But who is this fellow?”“His name is Paul Gregory. He is...”“I know, Marie. I know.”We were interrupted. As Jan’s fingers slipped on to the front of Donna’s knickers they were still kissing, as Jan’s fingers explored Donna’s pussy, running up and down her crack, Donna laid back and sighed. Jan crouched on the floor and opened Donna’s legs, started to lick the crutch of her panties working her way inside, eventually Jan pulled them down and licked her clit as she pushed a finger inside her.As Donna sat there getting breathless and extremely turned on as Jan did the business she knew she was coming. My mouth dropped open in amazement. The blond woman wrapped her lips around my Dad’s big dick and I know that I should have been pissed that Dad was disrespecting my mom, his wife, in their own bed, but I couldn't help but to be aroused. My own dick began to rise in my pajamas. While I watched my Dad get his dick sucked by this barely legal teenager, I pulled my eight-inch dick out and began to slowly stroke myself. She lay on her back in the middle of the bed and placed her legs behind her.