I could see you were already hard and waiting for me, poking out of your boxers just begging to be played with. How could I refuse a good cock that cl...se to my mouth? I decided to yank those boxers off to get them out of my way. I leaned forward, wrapping my right hand around you and licking the tip slightly, looking up to see you groan lowly as your eyes locked on mine. I could already feel my pussy getting wet, anticipating the fun ahead. I ran my tongue around the head, then stopped to flick. " I don't know how you can think that. I'm boring and homely, but you have been turning me on since I first met you and I won't say no to you. Frank may be a fool but I'm not."At that point her left hand came into play and settled right onto my erection."Oh my god, it's real. I've got to see this."Madeline was trying to unbuckle my belt and pull down the zipper at the same time."Wait a minute, let me help."I reached down and undid the belt and button on my jeans; if she wanted to see and touch. Her body looked better than I ever remembered. She broke the moment by reaching for the door.She was getting the short end of the stick and she knew it. I guess that’s why she decided to stick it to us and make a big production of it. She stepped onto the porch and left the door wide open. Marcela and I stood in the doorway as Belinda treated the sidewalk like a runway. She walked slowly. Almost seductively. Her tight tan body looked spectacular in the moonlight. She finally reached the. Which includes you now.” Mom apologized.“Oh. Yeah, no, I get it. But you’ll be in this bed tonight.” I promised her. She cupped my cheek.“Can’t wait, honey.” she smiled, and left.A priest, huh? Mom had that little faith in Dad? Then again, he was a famous playboy who used his Patriarch title and wealth to seduce women, then turned the women’s flirtations back onto their Patriarch until the poor Patriarch was convinced to let his woman have a one-night-stand, and then she suddenly became.