?That was so nice,?she languidly intoned. ?I have never, ever cum like that in my entire life.??Nor will you again,? I sighed as I leaned back.?Mmmmmm...? she purred in agreement as she sucked another cum smeared finger into her mouth.?Well it’s getting late and I’ll want to be getting home,? I said while sliding to the side to disengage from her.?Shame,? sighed Denise as she slid to her feet as well. ?Anything else I can get you before we go???Yeah actually could I get the rest of that. I was enjoying this despite myself. Just as I was getting used to it he stopped touching me and moved back to the couch. I was drawing on the joint stroking my cock. The wine, the cock on my prick and the dope were making me delightfully confused. "Hey! You're really getting into this now. Cast your eyes on my wife's cunt. Take that dildo out of your cunt baby and let the nice man see a bit of what's inside you, the dark place, the wet and warm place." She looked straight at me as she. All I needed to know was how she liked them.She came bouncing down the stairs in my T-shirt just like a teenager. She asked, “Did you fuck me last night?”I replied, “No. I would never take advantage of a lady in that condition.”She asked, “But you undressed me?”I replied, “Yes. I undressed you, I washed you, and I put you in an old T-shirt.”She asked, “How come you didn’t fuck me? You could have, you know.”I replied, “I would prefer it if you were awake and enjoyed it too.”She laughed and said,. Help?" Help?" Jack looked bemused as his mother hesitated"You one of them perverts?" His father asked. "Like sneaking around the girls and..." No!" Jack moaned. "I just need somewhere quiet to do my revision." He gestured wildly and took a deep breath. "And between helping out on the farm and in stables, and having a life of my own, I don't get much time. And when I do, it's never quiet." You can do your work on the kitchen table." It's like Piccadilly Gardens down here," he moaned. "OK I take.