. and plenty of it is plenty of fun... I'm sure it was not enough for you tonight." Yes mom, I was a bit disappointed when you asked us to stop. Frank...y, I was hoping dad would tongue fuck my cunt some more... I wanted more fucking... oral fucking, I mean." No darling, not too much for one night." Mom, tomorrow night, can dad and I have fun like tonight... have oral sex again, I mean?" My darling, tomorrow night you and your father can do more than what you two have done tonight." What's that. Tried but true huh? Activating several switches near the door, then the bathroom and bedroom doors she made her way out and up the fire escape tripping a last set as she left. The idiots! She’d warned them, now they would have to deal with the clean up.She’d just made the roof when she heard the first shouts, then several more. Making the roof next door she was making her way down when the entire apartment exploded. Grabbing a burner cell she dialed a number and waited. In a quiet and calmer. She manages to gather enough saliva and spit it at the man’s feet.The majority of it misses, but a portion does land on the toe of his boots. Johann frowns. “Now, was that really necessary?” he asks in a voice that seems to resonate throughout the room.Story lifts her head up and tries to make eye contact with the man while putting on the best face of arrogance that she can manage. “Too bad I don’t have the spit to try it again,” she remarks.Johann grunts and steps forward. He raises his hand. Swallowed every drop of cum, not letting my cock free from her mouth until it stopped spurting and started softening. "Mmmmmm," she purred. "That's just what I wanted."Joan and Arthur Joan was a good 65 and a disappointed lady. She had come in more hope than anticipation having never had a satisfactory sex life . But Arthur, who was overweight and 45 looked interesting to her. And he had shown a strong interest in her. ‘It’s lovely to meet you Joan, but you look glum. Anything I can do to cheer.