I'M NOT! - Now understand,our son at twenty five was no surprise, penis wise,we done sporting activities like swimming and stuff,so we knew what our a...tributes were because of the locker room. That doesn't mean because he's carrying eigth inches that I would assume he'd parked it in my garage,unlike his auto. Cheeky beggar. By the time I'd got to his room,he'd wiped the cum into his tee shirt - all he had on when up his mother,but now discarded on his bed - but his cock was now exposed and. I could see she was already naked. Leaning in so that I could see a breast, she said in a sing-song voice, ‘I’ll bring my booooobies with me!’ ‘Well you can’t very well leave them behind,’ I said flatly. ‘I’ll let you touch them…’ I tried to sigh, but the water in my face just splattered, causing Miranda to laugh. That sound lightened my mood, and I reached over to slide the door open. Miranda stepped carefully in next to me, even though there was more than enough room for both of us to. After 10-15 minutes of some amazing tit fuck, I jizz all over her boobs, with cum on her face, hair and everywhere possible. I kiss her a goodbye. That night we have a convo:Shreya: I totally loved it today,Me: I did too, although it will get better when we fuckShreya: I totally wanted it and I enjoy getting fucked while on my periods, you were the one who was not okay with it.Me: (shocked) what? Does he fuck you? Isn’t he gay?Shreya: don’t be silly, he is a great lover.Me: what if he finds out. We all collapsed in a tangled mess on the one sofa as we came down from our highs Dee and I in a perfect position to kiss each other and taste the sex juices off each other. It was now past 10 o’clock and Laurence suggested that we stay the night in the spare bedroom to which Dee and I agreed. Having got up off the sofa we continued upstairs to the spare room and we said our goodnights. Although in a strange house Dee and I had no qualms about shagging in their house, we didn’t even try to keep.