Wellend could show me those card with various 0 to 12 multiplication questions.“Just a tad over twelve seconds!” my mom excitedly stated when we b...th turned to hear my time.“Good golly! I think I may have even slowed you down with my card turning, Mike. I’m thinking your brain cells may not be as mushy as I thought they’d be.”“If you had French flash cards, my brain would have disintegrated, Doc,” I chuckled.“Or exploded!” my mother exclaimed and then laughed at our replies.“Good, good,” Dr.. He looks up from his work and surveys the insurmountable pile of work around him.The window behind him is dark. It's well past sundown and he knows he won't be going home for hours. So is the life he has chosen. He grabs his pen and points his weary eyes down to the papers in front of him.Just as he's settling back into his work the phone rings. He reaches out blindly, grabbing the phone. "Hello, this is David," he says into the receiver."Hi honey... Yes...I...uh...no...honey, look, this is how. My tongue giving little laps of saliva on his balls first, moving my way up slowly to his shaft, my tongue at work, softly almost shyly. I didn’t want him to wake just yet. My tongue continued its exploration of his cock, my lips meeting the tip of his cock, which was now growing under my tongue. I love that feeling of a cock getting hard from my working tongue. I closed my mouth around the tip of his cock and let my tongue swirl around it feeling the smooth skin and the first few drops of his. Genius rite :pFirst, thanks a lot to the readers who read my 1st part and also others who replied over email. Also suggested to add some spice. Let’s see how far I can commit. I got few friends in a short period of time. Love you guys.Let’s jump into the continuation. I reached home after getting my asshole fucked by two of my best friends. I felt tired, removed my dress, got into a new panty and T and slept like anything till next day morning 9. My dad left to work and was left alone. When i.