I said. Mrs. Royal than tried to spit on my hard cock. She missed and most of it fell between her huge cleavage. I looked down. It was right between h...r deep cleavage. She than tried to spit again. The same thing happened. I glanced at her husband. He was rubbing his small cock inside his pants. I than grabbed the back of Mrs. Royal head. I inched her lips closer to my cock. I than let go as she moved her bright lips around the tip of my cock. She than took another inch before she tried to spit. I kept my eyes glued to the angry menacing crown as he quickly slid his pumping hand back and forth. He had it pointed right at my face and I watched as the gaping red eye at the very tip started to fill with pearly fluid."OH YEAH," he said loudly and then stopped his jerking hand and held his throbbing dick right in front of my face. I could almost see it pulsate and then the pearly drop at the tip seemed to swell slowly for a split second and then a long ropey strand shot forth."Aaaaaahhhh,". But we all know, ya know? Mom’s present, like her mom gave uncle Dan and her mom gave grampa Jessie. And like probably like, totally his mom’s mom gave him too? Thinking of uncle Dan popping wood for grams is like totally barfacious, but like, at the same time, it’s like, pretty cool too, ya know? And grams is still kicking it too, so it’s like, totally possible for me and like, you know, her, too? To like, you know, practice the horizontal hula too. Grampa is like, you know, like, totally. We stood there for a moment watching her as she bit her lip and leaned against the door frame. Lisa slowly stood up and whispered to me, "I had no idea, what should we do?" she asked. "That depends on how far the wind takes us." She looked at me to see if I was serous and smiled. "Would you mind, I have never been with another girl and I have always wondered what it would be like." I didn't think that a guy would have to be asked that question. "Well let's go see how she reacts, and we will go.