Finally Susan answered. "I did... I mean I do like you, Steve. But I'm your teacher. Don't you understand?" I don't understand," Christine answered fo... her son, "and I don't think my husband understands. If we don't tell anyone..." Actually, we're a little grateful," Harry supplied. "We thought our son would never respond to a woman and you've taught him a valuable lesson." How DID you do it?" Christiana asked again. "Do you have some special way of communicating? How did you get him to open. "You see it really doesn't matter when you're buried in disguise by the dark glass on your eyes, though your flesh has crystallised." I leaned closer and lowered my voice, "Still... you turn me on."Her eyes opened wide as she realised what I was about to do next. I closed my eyes just as our lips touched. I felt her moan into my mouth as my tongue began a tentative exploration of her lips, her mouth opened wide as she invaded mine. Now it was my turn to groan as she pressed her body against. He kissed her ass and let his tongue trace down each leg as he took off her stocking. She quivered as he kissed her bar ass and parted her cheeks to kiss even deeper. The feel of his tongue running up her crack sent a tingle up her spine and she moaned quivered and arched her back. One backed off and stripped his clothes off exposing a very nice erection and a big set of balls. He came back and slid he cock between her legs. Then the other two seeing him strip also stripped.The feel of his cock. My Dad’s full eight inches was up me and he was pumping.“Oh! Fuck! That‘s better than a dildo,” I cried out. I gasped for breath as he entered me. My head was forced into the bed as both his arms came up next to my breasts. He raised himself up on his elbows and looked down onto me. I pulled my breasts together and smiled at him.“Fuck me, fuck me hard!” I told him. My eyes were wide with lust as I stared into his.“Come on, come on,” I urged with guttural sounds coming from my mouth.“Spunk it.