Once inside the room she knelt in front of me, pulled my jeans open and my cock out. She started sucking, with the result that it stiffened up miracul...usly. She stopped briefly and said “I just wanted to thank you for everything. I feel more comfortable with you after less than 24 hours, than I ever felt with my loser boyfriend. I look forward to meeting your wife. Does she eat pussy as well as fuck men?” “She certainly does and I am told that she is very good. How about you, do you like eating. Her breasts hung down looking so lovely as they bounced back and forth against my knee. She did not stop licking until every drop of liquid was gone from her thighs, and then she started licking my fingers, which were still embedded in her mother's crotch. I felt her tongue tickling my fingers and sliding between them finding her mother's pussy as well. She slurped sucking the wetness and kept swallowing as she worked.I reached my hand out and slid it between Gretchen's legs, and her tiny pussy. Of course, Steve had confessed to trying to score with waitresses and strippers – his attitude was if his wife wasn’t going to give it to him, he would get it somewhere else. I made it clear I didn’t feel the same way. I’d explained to him years earlier and then repeatedly that, as a son of a twice-divorced mom, the last thing I was going to do was cheat on my wife. Or, get divorced. I was not going to put my daughter through what I had gone through: all the drama, the yelling and the. Soon cum was landing on my face, then tits, some off-target shots into my hair. Once they had finished, we were splattered in thick young semen, a feeling of exhilaration ensued. I think you two beauties will need a shower before dinner. When we had showered, we quickly dried our bodies and hair donned the satin robes we use at Mike’s and returned downstairs. The guys were in various stages of undress sitting around awaiting the arrival of our Dominos pizzas. The bell rang, Mike being Mike gave.