Back in the kitchen, a few eyebrows were raised when Leanne walked back in with her tits still out, and they were raised even higher when people began...noticing Lisa’s freshly-cum covered tits. There was a good crowd in the kitchen and conversation was flowing freely. Lisa and I got chatting to a young man around 25 years old. As we chatted, I noticed him stealing glances at Lisa’s tits. After a few more minutes, I decided to take a chance and leaned in closer to this young guy’s ear as I. We began to wrestle a bit and him being the bigger, more dominant one, he got me to the floor and got me on my stomach w my ass up, which I then felt him straddle me, hard on poking at my ass in sweat pants. J saying I'm the master, getting me in a headlock, hard cock pressing against my ass, asking who's the master? I tell him you are, you are! Now we had wrestled many times before and had repeated the same things. Only now it was different, he had fucked me twice already and I knew it wasn't. Now please don’t waste time anymore’. My son went near my wife and sat on edge of the bed. I signaled my wife. She got up and embraced my son. Her hands were moving on his bare back. She asked my son to take her in his arms. Shying somewhat, my son took my wife in his arms and caressed her back. After a few minutes, my wife kissed my son deeply on his lips. My son opened his mouth and took my wife’s lips in his mouth and sucked over them. My wife pushed her tongue in mouth and he sucked. Both. Which chick were you thinking about? He asked me. Just like Ricky, trying to make me more comfortable. No one accuctally. It was your legging rubbing against me… I struggled to say. A suprised look crossed his face. I didnt know you were like me Ricky said. I dont know what I am, I said. I looked over at his pants, but he was wearing cargos, nothing to be revealed. I mean Ive thought about it, but I just dunno. If it makes you feel better, Ricky started, Ive thought about you before, you know,.