Just then Anya managed to pull free, her mouth open wide, gasping for air. Her lips smeared with the tell tale signs of his precum. She looked hot and...flushed, breathing so hard now yet still her eyes were filled with a desire.She stood directly in front of him. He looked on, mesmerised by the rise and fall of her breasts beneath her top as her body continued to take in oxygen."Ohhh Mike!" She gasped. "You really are the dirty little pupil aren't you?" He watched as her lips formed that. How does that sound?"Apart from the sad fact that Chinese don't make pizza - it's otherwise a wonderful culture though - it sounded perfect to me. Dad was also eager, so Vanessa and Julia headed off to gather dinner. Dad and I tidied up while Mom inspected the results of our day's work.I sent a text message to Carol, "Everyone at Julia's house for dinner and talk about mansion. I'll try to save u some Chinese." [I didn't get an answer from her for nearly an hour, and then it was, "I'll come. It wasn't long before I was fully erect again. My mother's cunt was having spasms against my cock as she had a good cum. I emptied my prick deep into mother's hot twat still watching Wendy ravaging the fifty five year old man. Jack had a big smile on his face as he grunted and spurted his second load of the day deep in Wendy's hot hole. It was almost time for my Dad to get home so we all got dressed and Jack gave Wendy a ride home.I was hoping that Grandpa Jack got some head from Wendy on the. Almost in tears, I tried to shut the door so I could have some privacy, but he pushed it open like I wasn't there. He sat down on the bed and patted the spot next to him."Come here and tell me what you've been up to," he said in a stern voice.Apprehensive, I slowly did as he asked. I seated myself beside him and looked at him."Who was that in the car?" he asked."A friend of mine from work," I answered. I could feel that he was upset with me."It looked like James," he said.Does Ron know James? I.