Glancing over I notice that Abby had mimicked my actions and is sucking on the tip of Kevin’s fat cock, while her hand is gently pulling on the head...of Thomas’.Leaning forward once more I tell Abby that it time. “We want each of you to stoke the cock that your hand is on.” I tell them, and then we both begin peeling the hands back from the cocks in front of us. Leaning down to take their full thick lengths in to our mouths. Slowly drawing them into us while we watch the remaining hands. His hands swept down over my back to the hem of the T-shirt. Under the shirt he squeezed my cheeks and then slid his hands slowly up my back. He pulled me tight against him and I felt his hard peter attempting to get between my thighs. All the while our tongues were dueling as we passionately kissed. My hands were doing the same as his except mine stayed outside of his shirt. I broke from the kiss and pulled away from his embrace. I ran over to the doorway and called, “Hey you guys, if you. "It's good that your mother and I now have our own chauffeur. That's bound to come in handy. Now, home James!"Being able to use the car did indeed mean that Donnie had more time for himself. He was able to settle into a routine that allowed him to help on the farm, complete all of his schoolwork and still have some time to think about socialising.Socialising was almost a foreign concept to Donnie, but he was coming to terms with it far easier than he perhaps had any right to expect. He had. Good thing too. I'm not sure how easily I would have been able to get inside her had she not been so wet (yeah, she was that tight). I grabbed on to her hips and pulled her towards me, while at the same time thrusting my cock deep inside her. She started moaning right away, but was quickly silenced once her husband jammed his cock into her mouth. So while I was fucking her from behind, he was getting one of those awesome blow jobs that I had experienced from her earlier. Needless to say, we.