"That evening at dinner, nothing was said about the meeting. And, itmade me a little nervous that nothing was being said. Finally, afterthe dishes wer... cleared, my mother said to my father, "You now Phil. Ithink we need to have that framed." Maybe you're right. I'd bet they'd even give us a glossy of it," mydad said, "And, will Anne be surprised." Ah. Guys," I asked, "What are you talking about?" Just this," my dad said, as he reached behind him, and took somethingout of his briefcase, and held. Arousal is often spontaneous and my cock bulged against the panty still half inside my trousers. Yet unlike an impulsive teenager a 22 year old guy does understand the risk of carnal thoughts and actions when his mother is in the house and likely to stop by his room at any moment.Yet there was no stopping this impulse as I pulled the panty out of my pants and pulled it to my nose. Helen’s scent filled my head and I knew I wanted her again. My Mom had suggested I give her a helping hand because. . deep inside of me,"Standing, nearly limp in his arms,Panting, almost breathlessly....Impassioned, their bodies merge,Entangling together, becoming one,Sensuality intensifying,Awestruck by what has begunTo develop and form between them,A connection they cannot define,So much more than sexual,As their souls begin to combine.Asking her to get on top of him,She quickly moves into place,Wildly riding his hard, stiff cock,Dangling her tits in his face....Gyrating there on top of himAs he sucks on. I rolled him on to his back and started as hard and deep as I could. It was too early for fast, but we'd get to that."Oh fuck yeah, Boss!" Ivan groaned. He was still the loudest one of the bunch. First thing in the morning, last thing at night, or any time in between, if I was fucking Ivan, everybody in the house knew. "Oh God! You're so fucking good!" Tell when you're gonna come, sweetcakes." I panted. "I wanna taste you this morning." Oh!" He let out a growl that sounded Russian-esque then.