..." Get your mouth on this dick boy!" He yelled. "I don't wanna hear another word from you. Just your mouth slurping on this cock!!" At that point I ...idnt know what to think, I glanced over to Donny and he seemed relieved but confused at the same time. Not wanting Dad's wrath to come out anytime soon, I kneeled down and took his big hard dick in my mouth.Dad's dick was thicker then Donny's but they looked tasted just a like. Soon I had begun to relax and my cocksucker instincts took over. I no. In a normal situation, she would have continued to talk to him about everything and anything, with the occasional joke here and there. She would have held onto their embrace for a while longer before continuing on with sorting the groceries. What she had just told him made his desire grow overwhelmingly stronger, reflected by the growing size of the tent on this jeans. As for the explanation of the ‘random magic email’ that got them into a mood so overpowering enough that they would forget. I knew he was not referring to the room temperature; his fingers had pushed into my pussy and were moving in and out of me slowly. At the same time Ian's fingers were rubbing on my clit and I squirmed in my seat while trying to keep my upper body motionless. As pleasure ran through me I wondered that my John, Gail and Lynn couldn't tell what was going on just by the scent of my juices filling the air, they certainly filled my nostrils. Yet all three of them chatted on and flirted seemingly. She slowly leaned forward, took both hands, and used them to spread her pussy lips wide, one hand on each side. It became evident very quickly that she was already wet. So wet, in fact, that as they watched, she started dripping on the bar.“What’s your name, cunt?”“Lucky, sir.”There were guffaws, and one shouted comment, “Not yet she isn’t!”“Now tell us what you want, slut.”In a very low voice, she started to say, “I’d like to be…”“Louder!”She cleared her throat, and, still looking down, she.