Not hard enough to draw blood but enough to get my attention. She liked that!Tricia continued the kiss and started stroking my dick with her left hand...again. This time she formed a fist and used my pre-cum as lube and began stroking me as if we were fucking. Her thumb and forefinger formed the circle and wrapped around my dick just below the head. The rest of her fingers formed the fist and as she slid down the shaft, her fingers slid past the head, creating the most amazing sensations on my. I looked back at her mouth, her cheeks bulging out slightly when the head of his cock brushed them and wanted to be there.I knew he must be ready to come by how short his breath was getting so I told Julie to stop. With a look of disappointment they turned to me. That disappointment vanished when I told them what I wanted next. I told John to get out of the chair and let Julie sit down. Spreading her legs wide, John and I gazed at her pink and wet pussy. Without needing to be told so, John. Unable to handle myself, squirming with every one of your soft spoken words, shuddering at every touch, wonder, hoping that just maybe, it will never end. Longing for your touch, your voice, your soft spoken words being wrapped around my throat suffocating in your intoxicating presence. The constant glares you give me, ripping me apart, making me stare at the floor, feeling as though I've disappointed you, when I've done nothing. Making me feel like a worthless piece. Why do I want nothing. Glynn said quickly, in a voice that was considerably higher than usual, We — ah, thought we could start first. But we waited until you got here. H-hi, Dad. Her father said, Hello, son — Arlene. Her mother said, dark-eyed and looking utterly beautiful, I dont know what to say, Eric. Our son and I decided we could better show you how we feel, but Glynn only wants to — to do it to me for a little while. He would rather you and I — well, screwed until we came, the first time. Glynn has a thing.