The water running over tits and down between her legs was hypnotic, and coupled with the action of her hands I knew it wouldn't be long until she made...me cum. “Amy, you know how to make me feel good. Where did you learn?” I gasped between grunts and moans.She didn't say anything, deciding instead to go down on her knees and take me in her mouth. I did however see a guilty flash in her eyes when she looked up into my eyes, my eyes locking onto her big blue grey eyes which was enough to send me. He then said, “Pull your pants down!”Amanda slowly undid her pants as her pussy was extremely wet. She slid them down to her ankles and then lower her panties. Dave quickly came in behind her and bent her over onto the pool table. He held onto Amanda’s hips tightly as he pushed his big cock into her wet pussy from behind. Amanda tried in vain to muzzle her moans as she certainly didn’t want to wake up Tim. Dave then began to fuck Amanda harder as her orgasm began to build. Dave gave Amanda. It made me sick too.Dad was just a high school graduate, a regular guy, a factory worker who’d pulled himself up by the bootstraps to be a manager. Mom had gone to school, earned her credentials, certainly she’d chummed around with doctors and other better-educated types. She hooked up with this one doctor. Maybe somewhere along the line she thought dad wasn’t good enough? Maybe she toyed with the idea of divorce? I guess she chose to stay with my dad. I’m glad she did, but now, well my mom. The banter flew thick and fast but, unlike football matches elsewhere, there was not one drop of blood spilt and everything was in good humour.One road ran through the square which all traffic, be it car or camel, would use and was the route the taxi would be driving to arrive at his house. Dan always used the same taxi driver and recognised the car in the distance. Swerving to miss the numerous potholes on the sand and dirt road, it entered the square spinning up plumes of sand. Getting out of.