A few of my family wanted to continue the discussion during lunch, but Mom reminded everyone about her house rule of no business discussions during me...ls.After we resumed the meeting, Mom got to the part that I wasn’t looking forward to discussing. She said, “Doug, tell us what products you think you can export from Earth.”“Finding merchandise for export to the Multiverse from Earth is going to be a problem. So far I have identified spices, sugar, black pepper, gems, and perfume as trade goods. "Do you think you can?" Kurt asked, watching the shadow between the woman's legs."Take out your cock," Eva said. "I want to see it. Make it hard for me." I'm already hard for you."Kurt watched her face as he unzipped his dark trousers, giving a soft grunt and a self-conscious smile as he reached inside to remove his penis. He pulled his manhood free, stiff with arousal and already damp at the tip as Kurt pulled his foreskin back. He was not so thick perhaps, but very long with prominent veins. He tried the back door and the knob turned in his hand. There was light filtering down the hall from the living room, so he followed it quietly and stood just inside the archway, peering around. He saw his mother sitting languorously upon the couch, her long legs stretched out and the dressing gown fallen away to expose the alabaster grace of her thighs. She had her head back against the upper part of a sofa, and her face turned toward the small, cute girl sitting at the other end.Jerry eyed. ” she was turning red more from her embarrassing noises than her choking on a cock. However, once the guy had her hair wrapped around his knuckles (touching a girl’s hair must have also been overlooked in the rules) he made steady, sloppy progress until he was buried so deep inside her skull that all sounds were muffled.After a few minutes of watching the show, heads started turning back to either a book, a cock, or a mouth, and the cacophony of sloppy suction sounds returned to the classroom..