I put my hand on his cock and began jerking him off, as my tongue traveled down to his balls. I teased him with my tongue, and then returned to slidin... my hot, wet mouth over his lubricated cock.I could tell by the frequency in his moaning, that he was pretty close to cumming. It encouraged me to shove it as far down my throat as I could get it. Surprisingly, I could shove it down most of the way, before I felt the need to gag. I repeated this motion, fucking his fat, hard cock with my throat,. She went to the gym in her shorts and sports bra every day.While going out, she started wearing knee-length skirts and tops, giving ample cleavage. My house was a one-bedroom house. Mom and I slept in the bedroom. She was on a bed, I was on an additional bed on the floor, and dad was in the living room.It had been three months now. My parents moved in. They got used to the open culture here quite well. But I sensed something was fishy. When I came home, I often saw the bedsheet messed up, mom’s. At that moment my wife walked out of the bedroom and looked at the boy fondling his cock, then she looked at me and asked me if I had liked watching them. It was no use, I said that it turned me on a little. Then my wife suggested that we all go back in the bedroom and talk about it. The three of us did as she said, and my wife sat between us on the bed and admitted to me that the boy's cock really felt wonderful and that she wasn't going to give him up. She said that my little cock just wasn't. ” Ria said as she dropped her head in shame and blushed even deeper. “I feel so stupid because I want to do it but I don’t know how.”“Do what?” I asked as I squirmed to move my cock that was pushing against my shorts. “Do what? You can tell me. Maybe I can help. Come here, sit next to me and tell me what happened. I won’t laugh or judge you, I just want to help.”Ria slowly shuffled across the room and dropped down about a foot away from me. I could feel the heat coming from her body and.