She actually pressed her warm hips right against the head of his dripping prick and began sucking at it through his tight jeans. "Delicious, David! It...s so hot and salty-sweet, darling. I really must have a closer look at that big stiff cock. You don't mind, do you, son?" She smiled, licking her lips. "Do you really want to see it, Mrs. Weber? Honest? " the boy asked in total disbelief. The last time his mother had seen him with a hard-on, she had yelled at him. "I really would like to see it,. Liz laughed, put her hand on Joanne's leg and said, "So, how do you feel about cock sucking now that you've tried it?"Joanne blushed and looked down. "I kind of liked it, Liz. The look on Sam's face was priceless."Liz smiled and nodded, but didn't press Joanne for details. Dianne on the other hand, wasn't nearly as modest."You looked like you were into it last night, Jo," Dianne said and then chuckled.Joanne shrugged her shoulders. "Last night was strange. I was so drunk and hot I guess I lost. Dad and I trudged into the house. I prepared a BLT's and iced tea for our dinner. We ate silently, too tired to speak. As Dad got up, he went to his easy chair, and opened the liquor cabinet and prepared his cocktail. I went to take my shower, leaving him to watch TV. Trying my best to give him a little show of my showering, he seemed uninterested and continued drinking and watching TV. Unhappily, I went to my room, laid back on my bed still wrapped in a damp towel and within moments was. My clit is still extremely sensitive from the orgasm that I had just had. With two fingers wrapped in a washcloth I begin to stroke my clit. Unable to stand any longer, I sit down on the toilet seat spreading my legs wider. Dropping the washcloth to the floor my fingers continue on their journey. While one hand begins to rub slow circles around my clit, my other hand is rubbing my breasts and nipples, lightly pinching and pulling. I hear a noise from the bedroom, however, I am too caught up in.