I had to rush to the bathroom to sort myself out and when I returned there was coffee and cakes on offer.The evening session lasted just over two hour.... While Abby went to the bathroom I had a short chat with Mark. He asked me if I 'd like to do some modelling for him at his studio. Naturally I said I'd love to. He said he'd phone to make arrangements.By then everyone was ready to relax so Abby and I put our robes on and we drank more coffee as we watched a TV show. David switched it off when. I eventually contacted 2 guys and asked for proof shots or videos.I got an instant reply from one guy called Simon, and a video enclosed in an email called 'Proof'. I eagerly opened it up and As I watched, a pair of hands reached out to fondle the obvious bulge in his trousers. She wasted no time unbuckling his belt, unzipping him, and pulling his slacks down, revealing tight white boxer briefs that barely contained what looked like a monster of a cock and as the woman reached up and grabbed. We were excited as a family when she made the team and all through middle school attended the games with other parents watching our k**s just being k**s. Up to this point, we were rather libertarian in our views of dress and sometimes Sandy (the wife) would wear panties and a tee shirt, sometimes less while I would wear shorts and sometimes not in the house. Being raised like this, Donna was pretty much casual about what she did or did not wear around the house.It was while she started going. Travelling across the face and to the lips, mouth open and waiting.The tongue slips in and curls around the other, then leaves and works slowly down the body - reaching a nipple, sucking it, licking, blowing on it as the other is gently massaged by those slender fingers and fingertips.Further down the tongue and lips travel, over the torso, leaving a trail of enriched saliva, moving towards the groin and that pubic bush. It arrive to kiss around the base of the cock, again blowing its warm soft.