"Andy blinked and shook his head to clear the unkind thoughts that immediately popped into his head."Interesting," Evan said, ignoring his son's distr...ss. "I will admit that Camille and I have had discussions along those lines." Oh, man," Andy muttered."Discussions, Andy," Evan said. "I've always wanted to raise a child. That is what I resent the most about our situation. I would have loved to have been the one to teach you ride a bicycle or kick a football. There is no one else on Earth. At school, the girls would laugh and giggle at the prospects of their mom’s involvement in les and bisexual activities.Returning to the kiss, Mrs. Jorgenson forced her hand between my legs, making-contact with my pussy, and sending shivers through my entire body. I get wet very easily, almost to the point of gushing, and I was getting very wet.Mrs. Jorgenson felt the wetness and said, “Baby I have to taste that sweet pussy.”Down she went, expertly removing my wet panties. Obviously, this was. Falling on the bed, Tariq moved towards Hema in a quick reflex.“Leave my mother alone, bhenchod!” screamed Deepak as he got hold of Tariq’s legs and started pulling him.“Deepu! Please calm down…” screamed Hema, grabbing Tariq from being pulled.“How could you do this to dad and me, mom?” Deepak shouted at Hema and sprung at Tariq with his fist closed tight.Hema lunged at Tariq before Deepak landed on him. With her naked body between the two young males, Hema’s head was at the receiving end of. She told me that he was not so older; every time she danced with him, she had felt his cock getting hard. I told her that I had taken the liberty of inviting Clifton back to our room. Ana smiled and said she wanted it too…She would be willing as long as I was with there to watch. Clifton came back and took Anita's hand, trying to drag her again into the dance floor. But my wife said it had been enough for her and we all should go back to our room.Clifton went after my wife, every time touching.