He pulled out and I took a deep breath before he thrust in again. He began to move his cock quickly in and out of my throat. Soon spit was dripping do...n onto my tits. "That's it, good girl. Take Daddy's cock. Yeah that's it baby." He pushed it in deeper and I pushed my tongue out as far as I could so I could lick part of his balls while I deep throated him. I gagged again and he pulled out, letting me gasp for air before doing it again. My pussy began aching for his cock. Spit continued. What?" Bob tried to say. "T ... to me? Wh ... why would you d ... do that?"The truth was that I could not think of any other reason that Mary Ann and I would have taken a video of ourselves masturbating, then sent it to Andy, unless it was the actual reason, that we were playing a sex game with our sons. And I didn't think Bob would be too keen on that idea.I knew Mary Ann's sexual horizon was expanding. I found Bob to be an attractive man. And Mary Ann had already told me that her son likely. ”“Everything's fine, why don't you go get started mom and I'll clean up.”“Okay, I'll set up the flowers as to where I want them.”She got up and I think she felt my eyes burning a hole in the back of her shorts as I watched the denim ride up with every step. Once she was gone, I stood up, adjusted my boner and cleaned up. Five minutes later I was outside taking the bags of mulch from the car and putting them where mom had put the flowers. There was an extra garden trowel along with an extra pair. Suddenly, my knees were cold. I looked up, I was in the bathroom,kneeling on cold tile, next to the toilet. I moved to stand up -- butcouldn't. My arms were tied behind my back... and apparently my feetwere tied to bolts on the floor.Shit! I heard someone open the bathroom door.It was Jack. He was naked. He stepped up to the toilet, lifted theseat, paused for a second, and then started urinating.I couldn't help myself. I stared at it. It was beautiful. Fleshy, fat,tan, with a large circumcised.