I don't know what it is about women that they get insecure at weird times. But to me, that glance was like pouring gasoline on a fire. Somehow I conta...ned myself.Bala, trying to make things better, threw herself down in front of my pillow. After several attempts to communicate, she finally said, in broken English, "You want more practice, use this worthless sperm catcher," and pointed to her own chest. She had the sense now to keep her own blouse closed.Amud was even more embarrassed with that. Reaching a little more than half way down my engorged cock, my mom gagged suddenly but determined she continued to wrestle my head toward the opening of her throat. Barely inside now, I could feel how warm her throat was and wanted more. I couldn’t help but tense my balls up again in Aunt April’s thick lips to flex my cock upward in a small humping motion. Flexing just a bit further into my mom’s mouth I reached her throat. She made small rapid bobbing motions with her head barely enough to. Stick to my dad. I could give a fuck about who he fucks. Nat, just give my dad a baby and Im going to make him think this one is his. You cant ever tell him the truth. Okay, Mommy! Natalie, feeling forgiven, felt she could joke with Ann again. Congratulations! I am so jealous! Those were the words Ann longed to hear, and now that she did, she would always be able to say she beat Nat at something important. Ann smiled a huge smile at Natalie. Hearing the word mommy sounded great to her. Larry. She would have put the best stripper to shame, at least in my opinion that night. “You look smokin' hot, babe,” I whispered to her.She mouthed back to me that she loved me. Just then Amanda said to switch. Amanda danced over to me and my wife danced over to Russell. Amanda was dancing up close to me rubbing her tits on me and tracing her hands over me. I was sure my wife was doing the same on Russell but Amanda had my full attention. My cock was at full attention too.Amanda said something about.