“Me first”. The guys wanted to know who I was, and why I had my cock in a cage. Jenna told them I was her fiancé, and that I was a cuckold and if...they did not know what that meant, to look it up in a book. Jenna then went back to being fucked and sucking on the cock she was sucking on my arrival. The men all started calling me names and being rude about me. Things like “what a faggot, Can’t have much going for him in the sack, not much of a man is he, no wonder she finds real men to fuck her”?. My cock burst out, shooting streams of warm hot jizz down her throat. She gagged as stream after stream of cum poured into her. I continued to face fuck her until my orgasm subsided and I collapsed backwards in exhaustion. Tia quickly swallowed my cum and like a good girl cleaned me up as I sat there recovering from the best orgasm of my life.It took me a few minutes to recover but when I did I sprung right up. To my surprise Tia had left the room. I left her room, and well turning round to. And I'm worried about a bikini?"She smiled. "Those are two different things, Jessa." I noticed thatshe called me 'Jessa,' not 'Dan' or 'honey' or 'sweetie.' 'Jessa,'which I never called her. "Pregnancy is you and me, well until I getyou knocked up," she said, with a leer and a 'heh heh'. "This ispublic. More than a dress or heels or anything. It's a bikini, yousaid it, that's as girly as its gets. But, keep in mind two things.Number one, you won't be the only one in a bikini although. And then his dick throbbed. I felt the cum pulse out of his dick and splatter the bottom of the table. I grinned, jerking his dick, savoring every blast. My pussy clenched with each one. He groaned, the last several blasts weak dribbles, the cum running over my hand. I loved it.“Better?” I asked him.“Yeah,” he nodded. “Thanks.”Mom glanced at us. “What are you two whispering about?”“Nothing,” I said, pulling my hand away from his crotch.As Mom dished up my pancakes, I lifted my hand to my lips..