You don’t think that you ever did.The sturdy table starts to move under us as you give me exactly what I need.You plough relentlessly into me, each ...ime I encourage you with my squeals of delight, and you fuck me harder and harder until you wonder whether you might break the table or me.“You won’t break me”, I tell you despite not actually hearing your thoughts.“Please” I beg now and though it’s vague you use your initiative.You withdraw from my pussy and drive your glistening cock straight. " Well, you need to be able to do both. This is important!" Her hard tone of voice then softened a bit, "Are you still worried? I thought we cleared the air last night." You cleared more than the air."That statement earned me a punch in the shoulder, "Seriously, no I am not brooding about last night. You were all right; all three of you seem fine in spite of my influence. I was just thinking I wanted to make sure I didn't infect anyone else until we knew more." Okay, just no more brooding. We. I started to really get in to it, rocking back and forth, cock in my arse and cock in my mouth. I had done this once before but then the guys were in their twenties instead of their fifties and it was a lot quicker and rushed. These guys were taking their time.My rhythm gradually increased and The Dad was getting close, we were both getting close and our moans were pretty good indicators of that. I think I heard The Dad ask Mr. Jenkins if it was OK to cum inside me, the response was in the. ” “I’m not. Not really.” “What makes me so special then?” she asked as her hands explored my robe, finding access through the oversized baggy sleeves. I moaned softly as I felt her fingers drift across my breasts, circling a nipple. “I dunno. I…I just find you exciting.” I answered and closed my lips over hers once more as her other hand made its way into my robes. For someone who wasn’t into girls, I thought she was doing an excellent job. I was so moist between my legs and my body was alive.