See, he's jerking off over there."Evan couldn't resist looking and was captivated by the sight."Let's show Dad what you did," I said playfully, "and w...tch him masturbate."I had Evan pull out and I turned my body. I opened my legs wide for my husband and flexed my inner muscles, forcing my son's cum to dribble out of my pussy."Watch your dad's cock, Evan. He's going to make himself cum while he looks at your sperm leaking out of my cunt. See how nice your father's cock is?"Don saw our son's cum. A beautiful blonde he brought as his date that night had no problem wandering through the crowd of familiar faces--rock and movie and cultural stars--when he abandoned her.Hidden in some guest bedroom, Henry closing the door, my wife Mary began. "You've got to be kidding Joe. She's younger than Cheryl..." Actually they're about the same age." Whatever. You're losing it. Mr. Mature Rock Star finally succumbed to his childish fantasies." Yeah, Dad. At least you could get a hot chick." Henry!". "Oh god ... pitch 'em over the side." We can't ... they are all plainly engraved, 'PROPERTY OF UNITED STATES.'" Give 'em to me, I'll do it. You guys are citizens ... we're not ... sort of ... dual citizenship and diplomatic immunity, anyway."Reluctantly, they handed the handful over."All of them," she demanded. Possibly the only reason she wasn't throwing a full bore hissy-fit was because she was sooo well laid and happier than she'd been in almost three years.'All of them' was a box the size. It was Miss White who had the rather shamelessly naughty solution to this particular problem.*Let me paint a very kinky picture. Miss Black being slightly taller and heavier than Miss Red got up onto the table first. Using a solid tube-like piece of packing foam, Miss White had told her to lay face down and place it under her hips thus raising them slightly above the height of her head. Miss White was directing the proceedings and she turned to Miss Red with a devilish smile on her full lips..