Then mom got cancer and died while dad fell in love with the bottle which remained his partner for the rest of his life. We lost out on our teen years...at the farm.When we kids got old enough to drive, we had open invitations to join in the festivites if we left dad home. How cold!When he was sober, there wasn't a better guy to be found... when he was sober.I often stayed home while my two brothers lighted out for the farm, each chance they could.Dad passed away when I was twenty one. My younger. He teased her a little bit and she enjoyed every second of Gregs touch. He gently pressed the head past the opening of her vagina and slowly let it penetrate her. He twisted it a couple of times and then turned the rotating beads on. He pulled it out a little bit and then drove Robo into her a little further and still twisted it as it plunged into her deeper. He withdrew it again and then turned on the vibrating clitoral stimulator. Sending chill bumps all over Teresas body, he drove Robo in as. ”I kissed him on the lips and slipped my tongue, meeting the tip of his. He was a smart boy. He knew what to do.I put my hand on his ass and pulled it closer to me, feeling his hard dick. We weren’t going to fuck today, but I definitely wanted to tease him.I pushed him closer to my bed, my hands still holding his body. He sat down on the bed and laid back. I straddled him and told him, “I know you want to hold them.”“Hold what?”I took his hand and guided it under my shirt. I felt him squeeze my. I was embarrassed to admit that I had shot my load while I was licking her pussy. Jenny found that really amusing and laughingly said that at least it was proof that I had enjoyed what I had just done.We went to sleep then, Jenny with a well fucked pussy that had been lovingly soothed by my tongue, me with a mixture of my wife and her lovers sex juices drying on my face.When we woke the next day we talked again about the previous nights experiences. I was a bit reluctant to admit how much I had.