In the back upstairs bedroom, my dad, Lois and Donna were all naked! Dad was sitting on the bed, Lois was kneeling on the floor, between his legs suck...ng his cock while Donna sat next to him, her legs sprawled wide, her fingers running in and out of her pussy. Masturbating.I couldn't believe that I was sitting there watching this all take place. And, I sat there watching this for over twenty minutes. I soon had my pants and briefs off, joining in the sex as much as I could, from a distance and. "yes," she agreed. "Ron, you remember when we were children, looking up at the sky and seeing Santas in the clouds?" I laughed, partly because of the manner in which she had said it. "We never would have DREAMED we'd make it here." No," I agreed, looking around. The groups were formed, the chit-chatting stuck in bunches. We could say anything now and no one would notice. "It's lonely," I commented. Shelley looked deep into my eyes as I looked about the room, her eyes frightening me. I tried to. I spit wad after wad of thick, phlegmy saliva over the boy’s face, coating him thoroughly in my spewed mucous. I smiled contentedly at the little faggot covered in my slime, a beautiful sight, but just the beginning. As his tears mixed with my spit, I rubbed my hand all over his face, mixing the two in a glossy lubricant. I ran my tongue over his phlegm-drenched face. The kid sputtered, and I could tell he was biting back a puke. Returning the thick Jeroboam to my mouth, I undid the kid’s. On Saturdays he had no excuse not to pay attention to her. Play a board game with her. Do a picture puzzle with her. Do something with her for two hours.And then whack off like crazy when Renee got back and they went to her room.He heard the front door slam, and Elizabeth's voice call out.Oh no! He wasn't ready. All he had on was the gym shorts he'd slept in. They were loose and baggy and that was bad! Usually he found his tightest jeans on Saturday and folded his six incher down into one leg..