And finally she spoke."Well? Say something," Hannah said.I looked at her."Holy shit. That was, um, yeah, that was really fucking amazing," I said.She ...lushed again."Come here," Hannah said.I had no idea what was going on. We'd never done this, talked about this, or had it even come up in conversation.I sat on the couch. She moved over, slid against me, slid her hands up against my stomach, leaned in, and she pushed her mouth on mine.It was instant. It was like fire. I felt her tongue against. It was a bunch of adults (and two teens) playing a game – or telling a story or whatever it was we were doing – with talking animals. If there was a plot, then it was about exploring deepest, darkest America (which included such wildernesses as New York City and San Francisco and Disneyland and Yellowstone National Park) and continually coming across this magic roundabout in the middle of the strangest places. It was all very silly.Mum had to explain to Liz that a roundabout was another name. Porn site on my favorites. Now being a bi-guy I had lots of videos with girls and guys to show, but wouldnt dare show my face as I knew I'd be spotted straight away, and last thing I wanted at work was for them to know I was a cock sucking cum slut,who also has a fetish for wearing ladies undies, the workplace is 90% male so my life would be made hell. BUT THAT IS EXACTLY WHAT HAPPENED! After looking at many of the videos of guys modelling in their wife's undies or showing them performing sex. I eased myself down onto my knees and bent over his manhood, cupping it in my hand as if cradling a delicacy, and kissed him with my lips, my ears listening for the slightest of changes in his snoring, there were none, and I eased his glans into my eager open mouth, my cradling hand encompassing the shaft as my tongue encircled his swollen cock head, I started to blow my father, and finger myself simultaneously.I did not even feel his hand on the back of my head, it was only when I tried to.