But as I pulled the bottle from my lips and turned to look at her, the memory of her hand on my waist created a vestigial impression, almost as if it ...ere still there. I watched her move, confident and practiced as she completed her routine. Come on , I thought, there's nothing sexy about putting the kitchen in order . Especially in the mechanical way she went through her routine. Still, I couldn't help watching. I'd seen it a thousand times before. She didn't prance or give sly seductive looks. I could feel a tingling deep inside start to grow. He kissed and licked and nibbled at my breasts and my nipples until there wasn’t a spot on them that his mouth hadn’t touched. ‘Does that feel good?’ he asked as he sucked my nipple. I could only get out a moan, which made him suck even harder. My hands were on his head and his shoulders — pulling him closer. My hips were arching up, my pussy aching to be touched. His hand moved down between my legs and his fingers teased all around, coming. I hope it worksout between you both. But don't mistreat her. I mean don't just stop andleave her alone all tied up with no attention." His father began as hismother started setting dinner up on the table. His father went to setdown in the overstuffed chair and stopped, looking at the skirt andblouse laying in the floor."Excuse me Dad, I have to go do something." He went back into hisbedroom.As horny as she was she still giggled when he apologized as he beganunbuckling the straps."Don't be. So, I laid down on my back up against the headboard with pillows behind my neck, then had him climb up and straddle my head on his knees and hold the headboard while I sucked him from below. This got him hard again, especially when I played with his balls and teased his puckered orifice, and it was not long before he groaned and emptied his pent-up hot load into my mouth, which I lustfully consumed. [Some guys like to lie in bed and cuddle (or kiss) following sex. He was not one of them, and.