It’s so stiff. You’re gonna make your fiancé happy for sure. Have you already done it?”I nodded, swallowing saliva, and biting my tongue. “Th...n you know what comes next. Show me what you’ve learned, Julian.” I really didn’t want it to come to this. I was stuck between a rock and a hard place. I could either make mom feel even worse about herself or break Stacy’s promise. And while my brain was unsure, my cock was screaming the answer. I chose the latter.I switched the lamp on the bedside table. He hoped they would like the veal dish, but he doubted it.Soon it was time to serve the next dish. Peter went out and said, "The next dish is a roast tenderloin of veal served over an herb and truffle risotto, topped with vegetables, and sauced with a Sangiovese reduction sauce."Tim was about to ask a question, but a glance from his mother stopped him. He sat back in his chair and wondered what a Sangiovese was. The others around the table looked interested in the dish so he chose to bid his. Arousingly she presented her butt and so I fucked her from behind, kneating her buttocks, too.Watching my cock gliding in and out of her cunt made totally crazy and I felt the wish to fuck her asshole. That thought was completely new for me, because normally titfucking is my preferred act! But Marie´s ass generated this new desire, so I said: “I wanna feel my cock in your ass!”Marie´s reaction was a scream and she answered: “Yes – pound me hard, that turns me on so much!”I took some showergel. "Jason looked up. "I'm sorry."Henry met his son's eyes and shook his head. "No. You're not really sorry."Jason bit back a retort. He wanted to blurt out "since when did you have such keen insight into my head," but settled for something he hoped sounded more sedate. "I just don't get why she would be upset. It's not like I go to these things all the time."Jason understood that he could not fault his father; Henry sounded as irritated as he. Yet the father-son talk felt awkward and contrived..