“Can you use both hands and still use the phone?” “I'll try.” “Rub your clit with one hand, keep fingering with the other.” “Ok.” “F...ck I'm so turned on.” “Me too.” “I wish I was touching you.” “Touching my cunt you mean.” A smile again. “Yes your cunt. And have you finger my cunt. Finger it before I have you lick it.” “Oh I want to eat your cunt.” “Mmmm.” “Are you close?” “Yes, but wait.” “Ok, but not too long. I want to cum with you.” “There's something I want you to do for me.” “Tell me.”. I closed my eyes and stroked as I imagined Lynn’s hand moving along the length of my hard on. After a few minutes of this I launched another load of cum. This time instead of being contained inside of my pants the shot traveled up and out about four feet.The first shot landed on the carpet in one long thick stream. My cock continued to pump and spurt smaller amounts of cum as my hand slowed down. I reached for some tissue next to the desk and wiped the remaining cum off of my dick. The tissue. During breakfast the four of us kept up a happy front for my parents. Then we all worked together to clean the kitchen before Mom and Dad headed out to spend the day together at an art festival.When we’d put the dishes away, Bethany begged me to make the call to the clinic for her appointment. After I hung up the phone, I picked up the notes I’d made. Bethany was chewing on a fingernail, watching me walk over with wide eyes. I sat down next to her on the couch while Joe and Mark looked on.“The. No problem!!"...while my hand was in her ass, I slid my middle finger in the middle of her ass and inserted into her asshole and she said, "OOOOOOOOONHHHH!!!...you want my backside?"...as my finger was already in her asshole, I pushed my finger further in and her ass cheeks squeezed my finger while her bum cheeks moved up and down as she was walking. I loved the sensation I was getting from it and slowly pulled out my finger brushing against the soft burka cloth, I put my finger in my nose and.