I would jerk off one while sucking the other. Both guys seemed to be enjoying themselves.As I was sucking Jim's cock, and could sense that he was gett...ng ready to cum again, so I was paying special attention to his cock. Jim had a hold of the sides of my head and was now running it up and down his cock, as he started to pump my mouth full of his hot cum. I continued to jerk off my husband as I was swallowing Jim's cum.I could tell that my husband was about to cum as well, and removed Jim's cock. When I was jostled in the hallways - a VERY frequent occurrence - I hardly ever fell over anymore as I had developed quite superb agility. Often I could 'dance around' the jostling. Sometimes so well that the bully-du-jour would stumble when he tried to put too much of his weight onto me, only to find that I wasn't there anymore. Of course, as is the nature of bullies, they often got angry at that. Being light on my feet was no use when two slabs of muscle picked me up and hung me from some. The flight arrived on time, which was always a bonus. I greeted Master Saito, helping him with a trolley full of his luggage, out to the car which was waiting for us.We talked a little as we headed to his hotel, but he was tired after his flight, so any serious conversations could wait till the morning. After his night to settle in, to get used to the time change and jet lag, we went to a studio I had rented out. This training was for something completely different for me. Master Tanaka had. “But…?”“I never thought you did…‘that,’” I nod toward my dad’s hand moving steadily up and down his meaty shaft.“No? What did you think I had these magazines out here for?”I shrug, glancing up at him then back down at what he’s doing with his cock. “I guess I never really thought about it.” I press my hand to my pussy. It’s hot and moist against my palm.“Do you come out here a lot?” he asks, more curious than accusing.“I’ve done it a few times,” I admit. I’m ashamed of being caught, but now I’m.