Genetics are a weird thing, eh? When I first met Wendy Parker, I thought she was Mexican or Brazilian or something but the tall, bronzed cutie proudly...told me that she was mixed-race. I liked her, but in those days, I was painfully shy around the ladies. Wendy liked me, I think, but I waited too long and she ended up with this guy named Steve, and I married Mary Anne. I smiled at Wendy as she walked by, and imagine my surprise when she smiled at me and actually stopped. Wendy looked me up and. She was giving me a deepthroating and she kept blowing me until I came inside her mouth. It is the best feeling in the world.Then came my turn. I was so aroused that I tore away her t-shirt and started sucking her lips. We lip locked for 5-8 minutes and I left love bites on her lips. Then I kissed her neck and licked her earlobe. This aroused her deeply and she left a deep moan. She couldn’t control further and pressed my face against her boobs. I was licking her boobs. They were the softest. "Come over here sweetie so you can see better" I took another step closer and was right next to them with my knees against the matress. "Oh yeah, give it to me Bill, give me that big cock...harder" Bill sped up with enthusiasm and Mom moaned along with him. While wrapping her legs around Bills' waist she reached out and started to rub ny cock through my jeans. "Is my son getting hard watching his mom get fucked?" "Why don't you take off your pants so mommy can see how big my little boy. It was just a quick, intense thrill, but after cumming, he remembered that he was sniffing his own daughter's odors, the little girl he'd watched grow up. Panties were tossed back into the pile. Gene pulled up his pants, grabbed the mouthwash, and headed back to his bedroom.Logan's little cock was constantly demanding attention. He'd become so good at stroking it that he already used both hands, enjoyed the way each grip felt different. Logan passed his dad on the stairs and headed to the hall.