You might find it even sexier if we went in and did it on your big bed while David and Mom are still doing it. John smiled and stood up. We better get...in there before they are done. John thought he felt a little stirring between his legs as they walked hand in hand down the hall. When they entered the bedroom, David had his mothers legs up over his shoulders and his hands on her tits and was pounding her hard, fast and deep. Carrie was breathing hard and getting close to a climax but she. “How long have you been home?”“Late last night, our girls are waiting to serve dinner.”“Oh, has Lynn come to her senses?”“No Dad ... it’s not Lynn,” I said resolute, as we walked into the kitchen.Dad turned to Mom and got his wallet out giving her two twenty-dollar bills. “I didn’t believe it, but your mother saw it almost immediately. Please tell me you’re being safe?”We were all sitting down, with our stew, salad and new potatoes. One of our regular meals.All through the meal we were fielding. The restraining posture was spectacular, and Felicity began to gasp feverishly as Johnny mouth and tongue manically ‘tortured’ her pussy.One of Johnny’s specialities was making a woman orgasm because Johnny loved the taste of a woman’s rapture and hoped that she was a ‘squirter.’As Felicity’s entire body shuddered, Johnny got rewarded with a deluge of her ecstasy. As Felicity’s loud gasps turned into throaty pants, Johnny demanding mouth kept demanding more nourishment as he sustained her. "Pick up the chair, slut." she growled, the bull whip striking my nylon-covered thigh, ripping the brand new stockings and effectively reddening the soft flesh beneath it. I did not make any noise or flinch, instead purring, "Thank you Mistress, may I please have another?" "Not yet, whore. Follow my command," the sharp edge in her voice telling me to move quickly. I picked up the chair and turned towards her, staring at the object, waiting. "I think it would please these men if you did a.