The two guys began to talk to each other as they barbecued my wife.“Man this slut is one filthy whore!”“She is milking my cock her pussy is so t...ght!”“I’m going to blast a load down her throat she sucks so good!”My wife was moaning as the guys ploughed into her at both ends. She was rhythmically gyrating on the cock servicing her from behind, whilst sucking viciously on the cock in her mouth.My wife would always use a little phrase that she knew would turn me on when we were indulging in. She wonders if the girl would get the same butterflies she would if Jake were to run his fingers through his thick dark hair he keeps in a ponytail. Would the girl involuntarily smile if he took it down his curly hair and watch it brush the top of his shoulders? Ava smiled. It was nice having her husband appreciated for something other than his intelligence every once in a while. As the lecture wrapped up and Jake wished them all a happy labor day weekend, Ava lingered, not wanting to beat him. Oh, man," he groaned as my daughter watched us next to her. I have had a lot of sex in my thirty-seven years but this was, by far, the most erotic and arousing sex I'd ever had. It was my own son, my very son's cock that was fucking me this time, my legs spread wide to welcome him into my body. "Oh, this is so nice, my own son, yes, mmm, so good," I groaned as I lay there, my son fucking me as I held his sister in my arm next to me. I turned and whispered in her ear, "I'll get some condoms if. "Look, he's into some freaky shit, right. But I'm not." Neither am I," Hope said, trying to appear more confident than she felt. "Would you really leave me here with him?" Do you really want to stay, Phil?" Connor's friendly tone had disappeared. "It's difficult to get a career in the law if you've got a criminal record." He's blackmailing you, too?" Hope asked, watching a muscle in the corner of his jaw pulse as he clenched his teeth, nodding."Blackmail is such an ugly word," Connor said and.