"A few hours?" My voice was calm. Anything more and I would have been yelling. However, I couldn't keep the tension out of my eyes, the edges of my mo...th. This woman had only suffered this for a few hours. A few hours of not seeing, not talking, not being able to show her anger, outrage, fear or any other emotion that always comes out through our expressive faces.Apparently I had amused Vikkor with my outrage. She was enjoying my shock at what had been done. The light smile played along her. Dad's fingers were curling around my cock, rubbing gently. Dad was a stikingly hamsomes man who looked nowhere near his fify years old. He was slim and athletic with a youthful enthusiasm I rarely saw in anyone else's father. They seem to fixed in these roles of father's, embodying all the cliches that went along with the package. Mom and Dad fucked at least three times a week--sometimes more-- and could be heard throughout most the apartmenr. At the spur of the moment while we were all. That explained why she had started coming to the health club only four mornings a week. For an hour each session, they would start with some flirting, then they would verbally undress each other, followed by some torrid sex that transcended the apparent limits of their keyboards. Both Beth and Dale had occasionally experienced orgasms without touching themselves, just from the extreme arousal of the typed conversation. Each time, they would imagine themselves outside of their regular lives,. .I have a few orgasms before we get to the party Simon has one too he makes me suck him off in the parking lot in full view of everyone it is such a turn on I do my best to attract attention and soon we draw a crowd Simon finally cums in my mouth and I show the load to the audience before I close my mouth and swallow to much applause...such fun even before the party...We enter the building and make our way to the elevator get inside and Simon pushes the down button we ride down as if descending.