So I took her into my arms and kissed her passionately and made sure they could see my tongue pushing into her mouth. She did the same and moved her h...nd to my breast and we just wiggled and squeezed each other and kissed so passionately. OMG, Sherri was turning me on! She was responding to me as well. I kind of forgot about the guys...But she reminded me with a whisper, so we began to undress each other. As we exposed ourselves, the room was so quiet, you could have heard the proverbial pin. Because of the feeling going through my vagina, all I could do to respond was go "Uhuh!"Finally Bill said, "Hey honey, I got to go, I'll see you in the morning. I love you." I managed to say in a voice that I struggled to control, "I love you too dear." And he hung up.When the phone line went dead, I shouted out "Yeah, yeah, that's it, fuck me, fuck me, I'm COMING, I'M COMING, NOOOOWWWWWW"Peter worked that cock hard and fast and when I said that I was coming, he shoved it deep inside and sort. She leant forward as he started fingering her, they started kissing again and then stopped, Barry was now fingering her fast, and you could hear how moist she was. I could see from mums face she loved it. Barry stopped, mum had laid back a bit, Barry parted her legs and started eating her wet shaved pussy. Again as I watched I noticed mum look over at me, she had a total stranger licking her out and she was looking at me smiling. I couldn’t contain myself, I was so hard under my clothes I had. Only, admittedly, now that I’m older, I have more tolerance for Christmas music. Strangely enough, it’s starting to grow on me. ‘People can’t live forever, Dad,’ I said trying not to be insensitive, but wanting him to understand and to prepare him for the inevitable reality of old age and his eventual demise. Maybe if he slowed down and relaxed more, instead of working so very hard, he’d enjoy his old age. I think Burl Ives’ death scared my Dad because I suspect he was older than Mr. Ives when.