He handed her a fry, but she just held it, looking slightly more confused than normal. He put it in her mouth, where it stayed between her lips, unche...ed, until the next time she babbled something and it fell out.He found an unopened bottle of Coke, popped the cap off, and drank some. Tasted pretty good. He offered the bottle to Tits, and she drank it down eagerly and even smiled when it was gone.He smiled back at her, and fetched a couple more bottles, which they both drained. With nothing. Jennie, your hands mean while must be active. Opening the guys belt so their spare can be unzipped and their boxers pulled down to expose their bones. You will wank them off. After that you will ask "Do you want a blow job?" I will be amazed if they do not say yes. Tell them to toss a coin for who gets it first. After the BJ they will probably want to fuck you. You will recall I told you to bring so KY jelly. Tell them that you want to be double penetrated and who ever got the first BJ will get. But I stopped him saying, “Honey, the water will make your undies wet, get rid off them and help me quickly.”Shocked by the events happening, my nervous son took the loofah and stood behind me. He held me by my shoulders with one hand slowly rubbed my back. My son’s touch made me high with lust. My lower body moved towards his manhood involuntarily and unconditionally.Seeing my son lacking confidence, I moved his hand off my shoulders to my left boob. He immediately pressed it hard and moved. Holding this strange position of gape-jawed snake-swallowing I slid down his monstrous member, smearing my lips on the back of his cock until I reached the head. After coating the grapefruit-like scepter-tip I leaned back and marveled again at his now seemingly fully hard size. "Can I measure?" I asked nervously. He just laughed, obviously used to this question. "Of course." But when I grabbed the measure he put a hand to my wrist. "No no. Grab my board." "Why?" I blinked."Just.