As hard as it was I let her take her own pace, bringing more and more of me until finally I felt her lips brushing against my pubic hair. Bringing he... mouth back with a loud slurping I lost control of my breathing, coming out in gasps and groans when my body would allow it. As the pleasure grew so did my loss of control and my hips began to gyrate and hump gently into her head as it gently bobbed against me. The feeling of her mouth and tongue trying to pull the pleasure from he was amazing. He didn't question why I needed a ride, and I didn't mention the accident. When he arrived, I crawled into the back seat."Hi," Megan said."Hi," I said, putting my arm around her. She put her head on my shoulder.The pasta turned out to be ziti, served in soup bowls, with thick sauce poured over the soft pasta. Amy explained that she didn't make spaghetti because they only had four chairs, and since we couldn't sit at the table, we would have to hold the bowls in one hand.Everyone was dressed. Breathe ... that's it." Kira bobbed in long motions, my son's penis becoming over-engorged. "Do it, Dex," I told my son, "fill her mouth." Kira braced herself by making her movements more shallow and tightening her lips. "Cum in your sister's mouth, Dex ... oh, God..." My fingers were sliding between my legs as I watched.My son started to jerk. "Oh ... Oh ... it's coming ... I'm cumming ... Oh ... Oh ... Uuuuhhhhhhhggggggg ... ooohhhhmmmmmgg..."Kira snorted as her brother's cum fired against. My escort, James arrived on time and looked quite handsome dressed in a suit and tie. I was nervous but James put me at ease right away, as he was relaxed and treated me as a long known friend. We dined at La Frit, a place I had longed to go to but never had the opportunity. My date asked me if he could order for me and I acquiesced with pleasure. He spoke perfect French and turned out to be an expert on wine as well. His selection was as fine as any I’d ever sampled and our dinner, a.