He was in only a robe, cock throbbing and needing to stroke himself. But Damian and Dara shared a moment in that glance as his girlfriend knelt bare, ...evouring his father’s and her husband’s cock.Dara smiled at Damian as she walked toward him and sat on the bench beside him. Sensing the awkwardness and shame from Damian, Dara slid her hand over his thigh, smiled, and gave him a reassuring pat on his knee, as if to say, “It’s okay son. This is good.” Beyond Dara’s smile, her eyes revealed pride,. Her mind raced with kinky images since, ever since she had taken Sofia's advice and logged on to a sex stories site, all Darla could do was think of kinky sex, especially when she was working at the hospital, which always reminded her of her first erotic experience. However, the stories on the web site were the ultimate aphrodisiac, since it only took one story to get her hands in motion, exploring first her tits and then her dripping pussy. The stories she read had often aroused her so much. Our classes start at 10 AM.So, that day I set out to go to college with a sad and swollen face (I had been crying that night), but when I reached the gate, I decided to bunk college.I turned around and thought that I will pass the time in a nearby movie theatre, which was at a short distance from our college. When I reached the theatre, there were no known faces and hardly anyone there. I saw that there was a morning show at 10:30.I did not even bother to see the movie name, as all I wanted was. “AnneMarie, this is amazing! How was the trip?” I ran my fingers across the covers of the bed; it was not as large as ours at home but would do very nicely indeed. Pushing down on the mattress several times, I asked, “How was the ride?”AnneMarie surprised me with her response. Rather than smile and giggle at the lewdness of my comment, she blanched and practically turned a pale shade of green, a look of horror on her face.“My God, AnneMarie, what is it?” I cried, taking her hands in mine. “What.