"Oh, hey, hi." Flip had noticed my arrival. Although he hadn’t been able to attend my bukkake I had met him the weekend before when we had a three-w...y with Will. He leaned over to the couch from the mattress kissing me tenderly on the lips, his tongue venturing just slightly into my mouth. He tasted like freshly sucked cock. "Glad you're here," he grunted, then he went back to the other two boys on the mattress, dropping to his elbows and knees as he took first one then the other dick into his. She had her arms wrapped around my neck, refusing to let me open up any space. Though my attempts were clumsy, I was able to whip out my dick. I was only at half-mast, as the smell of an airplane toilet and the plastic walls don't exactly put one in the mood to make the beast with two backs. I forced myself inside her, and initially, I was just pushing rope, but after a few thrusts, my body got its act together and my flopping worm turned into a rigid drill. I began slamming into her, using all. But I just couldn’t decipher the look she had trained on me at that moment. It seemed to be a mix of accusation (or was that my imagination?), amusement and something else. What? … Challenge? … Defiance? Whatever, I was hungry and told Julie I was going to shower and get dressed for dinner.The dining room was full of mostly couples, some families, with each party having its own table. We ate a delicious meal and chatted amiably from what I remember. I do recall that Julie ordered oysters “to go. Slowly I pushed in. She was wet with desire. My head slid in easily, but it was tight and warm. My mother gasped. I stayed with just the head of my cock in her for a while and we kissed again. Finally I slid it all in. Again I held in her for a few moments while we kissed some more and I sucked her lovely breasts. I slowing began to slide my cock in and out of my mother. Her hips thrust up to me as we settled into a slow but steady rhythm. Our eyes never parted as we fucked for the first time..