"Oh tonight's catfish night at the restaurant, Iknow how much both of you love it so I'll have a table reserved for youboth. Say six-thirty, wear some...hing nice Tom."Christie giggled at his mother's last remark. "Does she know you or doesshe know you." Hey I wear nice clothes sometimes."Christie eyed him suspiciously. "Name the last time you wore slacks anda nice shirt." The other night when you came to dinner." And your mother told you to wear them didn't she?" Well, yea," Tom. Alright, so Christy walks around the apartment naked, which is weird yet hot, her tits bouncing up and down, her cock moving side to side, her brown hair flowing oh so lusciously, it makes my cock hard, and sometimes she walks around with her mistress outfit on, and I'm the one walking around naked with a buttplug in, just in case of a suprise fuck attack. She was walking around naked as usual, well she was sitting down. doing something on the computer, it was probably porn cause she was hard,. I had difficulty in turning round to do the same to him as he was clamped on my shaft like a limpet. He knew how to give head and soon had me steaming and rock hard. While his cock was nowhere as big as mine, he was soon hard and we both came at the same time as we sucked and hand worked the respective cocks. I heard him give a gurgle as I came and I knew he was very experienced in this form of sex because he was able to swallow without giving up on his sucking and tonguing of me. It was some. Which is actually true).“Too much? Emma! Everything depends on it. You’re whole life’s gonna look like your first experiences.”“What!?” I snort, “It depends on ... what? How your vacation will go? What’s the problem here?”“Yeah! That’s actually the worst, to be bad at things that are sooo easy and fun for everyone. It’s our last call.”“It’s our first call.” I try to calm her down Yet, sadly, I get what she’s talking about.“Last call to get good at it. You know quite well, everybody is way ahead.