The thrill I felt as I slid my mouth up and down on his hard flesh gave me another minor climax, groaning around his prick I sucked hard and was rewar...ed by hearing my son moan with pleasure which made me speed up the movements of my head. As the minutes passed I felt myself growing more and more aroused, the next climax I had was not so minor and still Dave had not cum, his staying power sent a surge of excitement through me that had me groaning and quivering in another orgasm. Then Dave's. I had seen that often enough over the last week. I had participated too. Maybe I was nothing but a tool. I said, "Yes Mistress Mary. I love you."She blinked, smiled a trace.I turned, as eloquently as I could. The noise! I could hear, see them stomping, making noise, drinking beer, being. Well, just being them, but it was, all in all, sordid, to me.I approached Wendy. Unlike Mary, Wendy was kind of gross. Big, heavy, and very masculine. I smiled to myself at the irony. She is she and guy. ” ClevelandBrielle and Zephrin got to Max’s room, they saw that Shelia was there, holding his hand. Max was awake. Brielle looked at her husband, and whispered.“You be nice, polite and respectful. We have no idea what Max thinks or feels for her or her for Max, especially after what happened.”“But...”“But nothing.”Zephrin just nodded. They walked in“There’s our son.”Max looked up. “Mom, Dad. Why are you here?”Zephrin shook his head. “Son, you were an internet star for a few hours.”“What are you. Since the room was warm none of us particularly noticed or did anything about it. I had Ash’s naked body snuggled up against me on one side, Chris’ on the other, and Marcia starting to sit up on the other side ofChris.Marcia said in a groggy voice, “Hi, Lisa. What are you doing here?” She wasn’t concerned about her nudity, or the obvious lingering aroma of sex in the bedroom.“I came by to drop off some stuff for Ash and Christy, and to thank you all for rescuing me a few days ago when I had.