As she was stroking me thru her panties I could feel how wet she was and she was ready I reached over to my pants on the floor and she grabbed my arm ...nd said we don’t need that I can’t get pregnant that stopped me in my tracks I reached down gave a slap on the ass which resulted in a yelp and he pinning my hands above my head and with a growl she said I’ll have that now she reared back I slid my hand down and pulled her panties aside my fingers coming back slick and wet and she lowered herself. He was one of those guys who use what little brains he has to kick footballs about a field. But he was never going to be good enough to get into one of the professional teams. They’ve got a good name for them in the States. Jocks, I think they call them. Probably after the jock straps they use to keep the family jewels safe on the playing field. Always worried me that one – I remember reading somewhere that testicles are mounted outside the body to keep them cool. Tying them up out of the way. With a snort my father was awake and I shot like a dart to the other side of the couch. Luckily the room was in darkness so Dad couldn't see as James snuck his wet cock back into his pants. I wiped my mouth as my father worked out what had happened to the power. He made his way out the kitchen to get some candles as James and I exchanged a quick giggle about getting away with it.It was decided it was late enough so off to bed to sleep out the storm. I lit a few candles in my room and once I. Wow--it was great to have his dad put those big hands on his ass and help him shove down deep into mom's snatch, and it was great to see his dad's huge shaft working into Lorena's young slit. There was no better fucking anywhere, and when they were all doing it together, sharing their bodies, it made the screwing impossibly better. "Ummm," Lorena murmured, opening her eyes and putting her hands down to rest upon his head. "I--I must have fainted or something. I had dad's prick in me, and you.