She had that healthy view of sex, which easily makes it boring: It's invented by God to further the human race, and by moms and poets to be a physical...expression of romantic love. Ergo the perverted antics like oral, not to mention the more exotic doings you can meet on the net, were completely out of the question. Whenever I tried to spice up our sessions I was met with vehement rejections, and soon I learned to keep these ideas to myself, and later on to my trusty right hand.Don't get me. My daughter's boy friend's cock shoots torrents of hot, steamy cum all over my face and into my eagerly awaiting mouth.My son, who is still sucking and licking my saliva slicked toes and feet, starts to shoot his load of hot cum onto my thighs, belly, and breasts. Needless to say, as this delicious shower of teenage semen inundates me, I too start to cum. I quickly pull my son down between my legs so his wonderful spurting cock can feel the blissfully pleasurable spasms of his mother's rapidly. I said sorry and proceed for solving math problems. I was not in a position to concentrate on problems, rather concentrate on her body. She observed that and asked me what is going on.I said nothing we will do this tomorrow, and packed my books and ready to step out from her room. Suddenly she pulled me from back and said “Do you think I dumb” I said no. nothing like that. I know what you will do, you go home and fantasize about me and do masturbate. I said no, I don’t do that. She said okay. “Can girl eat a little cunt, mistress?” Girl asked with a grin, referring to herself in the third person.“You start that and we’ll all be late. Well you’ll be late for work and I’ll be late for school. Boy just gets to go back to sleep. I’ve got to lay out your work clothes yet. Go get breakfast ready. I’ll get your stuff out. Boy, I need you to haul your cute butt downstairs this morning too. We need to have a talk before girl leaves.”“Yes, mistress” we both replied. I wondered what was.