She slips into his room and right under the covers. Hearing the door open, he grows harder. Sylvie’s hand takes his cock from his, and he feels her ...earching lips on his mouth. They kiss, lips smacking softly, over and over. Sylvie squeezes his shaft, stroking him lovingly while her tongue darts into his mouth. She wants him in her so badly. His hand slides into the back of her shorts, and since she isn’t wearing panties, his hand caresses her naked ass.“We should...” Sylvie starts, still. Her hips are now thrusting backwards and forwards against my face and hand.All of a sudden her whole body shudders and I quickly look up at her face which has become contorted with pleasure- she’s reached her orgasm and has lost complete control. Her cunt is griping and relaxing in quick succession and she squirts a little in my face- she is breathing quickly and deeply and uttering obscenities as she cums and cums and cums. Her orgasm lasts a long long time (much longer than mine will) and she. I flinched when I heard it and could barely stay seated. I knew at that point that whatever words I said would dictate whether they were going to accept him. If they didn't I was in for a life of strained relations with them that may never be completely mended. Staring at the table I quietly said “How did he react?”My father said “He was not pleased, but seemed to accept it.”“Accept it? That is highly unlikely. He did not want to start an argument with my parents in a public place. He was. After a few rings he picks up."Heyyyyy, how's my favorite son doing?" he answers. You can hear the sound of seagulls and champagne glasses clinking."Dad... Can I ask you something?" Sure son, anything!" Dad... are you out of your GOD DAMN FUCKING MIND?!" you grip the phone so hard that you can hear the plastic cracking."So you've heard?"As if on queue she appears on the doorway of the office. Same smirk on her face. Her arms crossed together, lifting her big bouncy bosoms in her too low cut.