Fuck I was getting a damn boner with my sons cock in my ass. Before I could say anything Matt was pushing his cock in my mouth and down my throat. I m...naged some how to move my arms and hands. However they seemed to have a mind of their own. Instead of pulling them up to push my sons away from me I moved them around so they were on Matts firm ass and pulled him closer to me so he would force even more cock down my throat. Fuck I wanted to suck his cock so bad. I wanted it deep down my throat. I wanted so desperately to make it last, but there was nothing I could do about it. Miss Evans had tugged at my cock once too often and she had only tugged at it for what must have been about three maybe four pulls, and I was cumming. I was desperately willing it back down again, I was panting and I was becoming highly embarrassed as finally my spunk shot from the end, over my tie and shirt, and eventually over Miss Evans’ hand. “Hmmm…that was quick,” she eventually said, “hold it here,” she. " Then, "It looks like you've already been up most of the night." Did I mean that dig? Was my tone bitter? Jealous? I hoped it sounded teasing. Forcibly I shut myself up! "Yes, doesn't it," Hal said, amused. "But that's the way it always is when I'm with a beautiful woman. It won't quit!" He began to smile, comfortably charming, pleased with himself, obviously trying to sound pleasant. He looked me in the eyes directly, as if we were meeting alone with each other across a crowded. At last, Shawna pushed me away. "What's wrong, baby?" I asked. Then Shawna burst into tears.My first thought was: "Oh God, she knows" but I soon found out otherwise. Shawna hugged me and held me tighter than she'd ever held me before. She sobbed into my chest for long, long minutes while I held her and stroked her hair. I kissed her forehead and whispered to her, telling her everything was alright, until at last she calmed down. Then I asked what was wrong." Sweetie, I'm so sorry," she said,.