I am totally mortified. My skirt is so short that if I so much as sneeze, everyone will see my sex. And my breasts wobble with my every step. I hold m... books against them to hide this. As much as I am complaining about this, I am leaking like a slut in heat and my nipples feel like they are going to poke a hole in my blouse. I make it to class without anyone talking to me. I sit on the front row as usual but this time I’m there so that fewer people will have the chance to peek up my skirt.. He could hear his gran clattering pans in the kitchen and a pang of nostalgia gripped his heart; familiar sounds and smells of his childhood that he would leave behind all too soon.They chatted about 'manly things', as his grandpa called it until their mugs sat cold and empty on the table. His grandpa left, promising to return within half an hour and Jimmy promised he'd try and fix some of the splintered wood while he was gone. Jimmy's attention, however, was drawn to the billowing pair of pink. We were both amazed how it worked and it was a little weird, but erotic as hell to feel our shafts alongside each other. Neither one of us guys lasted very long and she made the same sounds her daughter did as we erupted inside her. As we pulled out she quickly slurped the residual cream from our shrinking cocks.Yet another surprise when she demanded, “Who is going to clean my pussy this time?” When neither one of us jumped at the opportunity, she pointed to me and said, “Family goes first. Get. She was cute, about 5'3", maybe a hundred pounds, shoulder-length blonde hair, and about mid-30s, or younger. She, like me, wore a marriage ring. Her mouth was kind of big for her size, and she licked her lips a lot, which aroused my cock. I was wearing sunglasses, so I stared at her mouth guiltlessly.It was soo hot, especially lit up in the sunlight, all clean, lips light pink, tongue so wet and fleshy soft. I was wanting it, bad. To hell with our spouses and our morals.So I offered to give.