He let go of my dick of his hands, the moment he did it my dick jumped up and down, it looked like a dick of a horse when he sees a mare in heat lol, ...or did I believe how horny I was feeling being touched by a man, And on top of that, all that climate of eroticism, in that he turned aside took off his gloves and took a sheet of paper, my horniness was so much that I did not care anymore, I got my cock close to his face, when he Turned almost slammed his face into my cock, he laughed and said. They hadn't met the academic requirements to make the trip.After Dad explained about the letter arriving, he asked, "Can your mother and I open the letter with your grades? It's addressed to you, not us." Sure, Dad, go ahead." I answered. I had to wait about thirty seconds while he digested the contents.Dad said, "Here they are: Educational Psychology 14 – A-, English 15 – B+, History 1 – A, Math 110..." I steeled my nerves. "C+" Dad said. I breathed a sigh of relief. A C+ was damn good. "Tell me where you were today. I want to know the pleasure you had," he persists.I shudder as I cum listening to him whisper to me. He is licking my pussy and filling me up with his tongue and fingers. He is slurping away at me, drinking me up, relentlessly worshipping my clit. His one hand is on my breast pinching and teasing while his other finger is playing with my ass. I moan and pant, telling him about the fucking I got earlier today. How my lunch with one of his co-workers lead to us. He wanted only to feel my mouth on his shaft. I was sucking hard and taking him as deep as I could without gagging. He liked the slurping noises as I sucked really hard on the out stroke. We were both moaning when we heard the main bathroom door open, and he whispered to me to keep sucking his dick and stroking mine, but to be quiet. Scott’s dick was still sliding in and out of my mouth and over the whole time we had a visitor, his pace slowed significantly. He would occasionally thrust.