After I'd cum, I thought I'd really fucked up. I had promised to eat her cum filled pussy in the heat of passion, and now had to follow through. Then ... thought, I love her and I don't want her friend to be getting something she isn't. I was determined to do this, but scared too. I started kissing down her body. I had butterflies in my stomach. When I got past her navel, I said, "Don't you think this is a pretty nasty thing to do?" She said "It's a very nasty thing to do. Please be nasty for me.. She leisurely slid her hand up and down; gripping just tight enough for me to sense this was going to be more than a customary hand job. Occasionally, she would gently twist her hand around and caress only the head, as if she was milking me. The feel of her hand was amazing, but having her stroke my member while driving was mind-blowing. “Robie?” “Y-ye-yes, Bunnie?” I stuttered and glanced into her eyes. “Ever had a blowjob while driving?” At that, she lowered her head and took the meaty helmet. He tried to reach to touch himself, but Kristal wouldn’t allow it, and pushed is hand away. He started to whisper “please”...Roger was totally under her charms, and she knew it! When she finally made her way down to her knees, she wrapped her left hand around his cock. Seeing her wedding ring there with a strange cock in her hand that was aimed straight at her pretty face was an incredibly erotic sight. At this point she let Roger feel a little more in control by turning on her “good girl act”. The next morning mom had me hidding under the dinning table. It was glass so she put a table cloth on to conceal me. I heard her telling Tony not to worry about clothes and have a seat. There it was in front of me looking like a big black scary one eyed monster waiting to be worshipped. My que was to wait until mom put his plate on the table and starts to give him a massage. When I heard the clink I was on that dick like it was crack. I heard him moan then he tensed up and I could hear mom.