Alan had a girl on either side. He was exploring Kelly’s boobs. Clearly, a long-time fantasy coming true. He pawed them, pinched them, sucked them, ...otor-boated them. He was a kid at the Boob County Fair doing all the rides! Tricia loved watching Alan fulfill a wish. She was gently stroking his cock under the water.A few minutes had passed. Tricia was warm and sat up on the deck with her legs dangling in the hot tub. Her knees were spread wide. This was also a choreographed move. Kelly played. “Daddy, I’m only asking this tiny favor. If you don’t help me then I might have to go and give homeless guys blowjobs.” Of course, he knew this was a bluff. “Please. I just want to know if I can make you… I mean a guy feel good.” John stood his ground.“Baby we can’t. It isn’t right.”She was determined. “Why? Why isn’t it right for me to suck your cock? Nobody would ever even know. I won’t tell a soul. The worst that could happen would be that you would get to cum in your pretty 18 year old. One or two pictures on the wall. It’s utterly run-of-the-mill. Apart from the condoms (Normal, Large, XL) in a fishbowl on the mantelpiece, that is. Framed photographs of her daughters look out at us from a shelf in a wall unit. I don’t know where these teenagers are tonight, but do they know about mom turning their house into a sex party venue once or twice a week? How could they not know? Wow. I wonder how I’d have turned out if my parents had been that open about sex?Our hostess calms. Her tongue still had a hint of my cum on it, a taste I had never experienced before her. She kissed so passionately, her tongue probing, her lips soft and moist. I loved the feeling of running my hands up and down her back and I could already feel the beginning of sensitivity in my penis. This girl had awoken a sexuality in me that I had no idea existed. Lets get you out of these clothes, Chloe whispered in the dark. Her voice alone was enough to enamore me, the memories of her amazing.