“Licking up your sperm with my tongue.”I moaned long and soft, closing my eyes as my rubbing intensified. “Mmmh, and I have to say, I quite enjo...ed your semen,” I said finally, in a dreamy voice. “So why don't you just dump it into my mouth later and we'll forget about that whole affair, what do you say?”My words showed their desired effect, as he was jerking himself furiously now, spurred on by the prospect. “I see we got ourselves a deal,” I said satisfied. “And that's only fair. All I want. I was in amazement!!!My mom was on her knees with a 10" dildo suction cupped to the kitchen table. She was slowly going up and down on it as her wet pussy made it glisten. It stretched her pussy as she fucking the hell out of herself. She also had a smaller one in her asshole that she slid in as far as it could go and moaning with pleasure. I felt pre-cum wetting the front of me. I was watching my mom masterbate on the kitchen table, Holy Shit! The dildo would completely disappear inside of. Within a few minutes Maryanne, my sweet and loving bride of almost two months, said she was still warm, and asked me if it would be okay if she removed her robe. Neither John or I spoke, not sure I could, so she slipped out of the robe and stood there in a sexy pose before sitting down next to me on the couch again. Seemed that none of us knew what to do next. After a few minutes, Maryanne announced that she was going to bed soon, and perhaps it was time for good night kisses. She stood up. The air was thick and close prompting me into a Tee shirt and shorts, as a young boy of f******n you know the kind of outfit, arm and leg opening so large they make you look like a stick figure. The weight of my newspaper delivery bag had taken its toll on my shoulder and legs as I neared the end of my paper route, it was a large two story brick house set apart from the others on the block. The three cement steps leading to the front door drew energy from my legs like a magnet draws iron, I.