“Shall we take our shirts off daddy?” she asked and agreed that they would only get in the way so the girls stripped off there shirts and we all w...nt into the lounge, the girls in just their panties practicing gymnastics brought the memories flooding back AND the arousal in my boxers, I sat in my chair trying to hide my obvious erection.It was now becoming difficult to stop it popping out as I had lost the button to the rather large front opening but I was ok if I stayed sitting which I was as. Ma was frantic, yanking my head up between her squeezing, throbbing legs. She threw her head back and cried out, then slowed down and pulled away, looking down at me.“Lick it,” she said.I couldn’t tell if it was a request or a command but I started licking anyway, as if I was eating an ice cream cone that would soon melt.“Yes, yes. Good boy,” Ma said. “Keep doing it,” she cried when I slowed down. I had no choice. I licked and licked and licked. “Stick it way in,” she yelled a few minutes. I could feel how wet the crotch of her shorts was, and I slid my hand over her pussy, feeling just the barest hint of wet hair. She was wet and slick. I slid my fingers over her now bare pussy, pushing a finger inside her, this causing a catch in her breath.She had buried her face in the top of my head as I sucked at her nipples and played with her pussy to muffle her whimpers and moans the best she could. I don’t think either of us were much concerned about being caught now; we were connected. A few minutes later the young man headed off to the showers. I did my best to get myself back under control, and after a few minutes my cock finally resided back to normal. I had never experience anything quite like this ever before, and I sat there still aroused. It had been a few minutes later when the young man returned from the showers. He had a towel draped around his waist, and I did my best not to look over his way. He began to dry off, and he now stood there once again naked. I.