She never let them cum in her mouth either, usually finishing them off with her hand.Steve headed for the door, stopping only briefly to say, “Again...sorry Darla. I hope our next meeting isn’t started with a porn scene.” She could hear him laughing as he went down the hall.After Steve left, Darla shut the door and carried her bag over to her bed. She laid it on the bed and then it struck her it was made. She couldn’t remember making it two weeks ago when she moved in.Shelly seeing her look of. Beth did exactly that. She rubbed her gash furiously as her orgasm built, and then crashed over her. “Oh! Oh! I’m cumming! Oh, God! So good! Keep sucking me, Daddy! C-U-M-M-M-M-I-N-G!!!!” She almost collapsed from the intensity of her climax, but her dad held her slippery body up just enough to allow her to gently drop to her knees in the tub, but still with a great splash. She leaned back on her haunches and caught her breath. Her father was amazed at how blissful she looked in the afterglow. Mom then licked her palm, and lubricated my dick with her spit. It allowed her to move much more freely across my dick.“Don’t you remember? It happened just like this” she said while she shagged me. Everything came back to me in clear detail. I knew I could never forget the time mom gave me my first hand job.“I have wanted to feel your cock since the first time I saw you nude in the bathroom that day.” Mom whispered as she jerked me. “But I felt like I was cheating your dad with those thoughts.. I got off the ledge and lay down on the balcony floor. Started masturbating. Got myself off in a couple of minutes.That's when I heard some faint voices in the distance. Still lying on the floor, I peered through the bars. Two men were walking up the street some 200 yards away, talking with each other. As they started approaching, I thought hard about what to do. A passing car might not notice me, but no matter how dark it was and regardless of the fact that I was six floors high, men below my.