My parents had gone to bed. John and Laura were in the den. As I entered I heard her tell him he was being kind of pushy. I figured the evening was ov...r and John would be leaving soon.Instead I was surprised when John invited us both back to his condo for more drinking. I was more surprised when Laura agreed to go. I was conflicted again. I secretly wanted to stay here hoping Laura would magically wander down to my bedroom after John left. In reality I knew I was in for a night of jerking off.. I always put a little more in her check, but during our infrequent conversations, I always sensed that money wasn't the reason she made the extra efforts. The conversations were always warm and friendly, and she always asked if I had been making any inroads in my social life. I was convinced that she was taking on a more matronly approach to our relationship and that any social success I might gain with the ladies would partly be attributed to her efforts.About 3 months after Doris started. ‘Fuck that feels good’ my dad moaned as Jack sat on the bed jerking his cock. My mouth was stretched to the limit as I accommodated the biggest cock I’d ever seen. I cupped his balls and he groaned his appreciation. He then lifted me up and kissed me. His tongue searched for mine as we kissed for what felt like an eternity. ‘God I love tasting my cock on your mouth’ he said and kissed me so passionately we fell back onto the bed. He then started kissing my neck. Then chest. Then stomach; all. "Are you ready to talk? or do you want Henry to continue working on your body?" "Please! I have told you everything I knew! Please, stop torturing me. I cannot tell you anything else" Aurelia pleaded, as the salty water was dripping from her naked body. The same skewer was brought back and shown to her. It again followed the same path as before, visiting all the nerves on the way from breast to breast. The chain also attached to her back that allowed the bar a little movement, but prevented it.