The cock inside her mouth pulsates come down her throat, almost gagging her with the pressure. The other splays come wildly across her sex drenched br...asts. The guy beneath, removes his finger from her ravaged pussy, still keeping the other finger, firmly rooted in her ass. Sliding forward he begs to fuck her. She can see her sex fluids shining off his lips. Becky had never been so sexually aroused and yet still in control. Once again she gave the school teacher finger wag. Adjusting her. That and the boxes at the end of the open stairs held my clothes. At least I no longer had to ask him to bring fresh panties down to me.My leg had healed enough so that I could go without the cloth bandages long enough for a careful shower. That made it a lot easier to stay sweet smelling.The next day I planned to break down the lab. We had setup it up in the display area of my studio to test the recipe and that was done. I had no idea what my plan was exactly but I was tired of being surround. A distance had developed between them. It may have just been complacency or taking each other for granted as often happens in relationships, but it had gone past the point of being an annoyance, to something more now and it only seemed to be growing. Both of them could feel the tension and pretty soon something was going to give.Dave came in from work dwelling on the fact that he was finding it harder and harder to get out of the car and walk into his home each evening. He had no idea why this. My clit was throbbing. Then, we heard Bill (Oliver's father and my step-father) call out, "What was that noise?" "Nothing dad, I uh . . . stubbed my toe on the bed when I came back from the bathroom." Oliver replied. I continued to suck on his cock, making him shiver and moan. He pushed my head back, but I reattached my lips instantly, missing the taste. "You okay, son ?" I heard Bill getting close to Oliver's room, but I continued to bob my head. "Y-Yeah. . oh my god. . . I'm fine dad, just.