The funky musky smell emanating from their large black balls stung her nostrils like a passing skunk on a hot steamy night. For the next ten minutes s...e rotated her mouth and hands over the three dicks wetting them all up with her saliva.Back and forth the petite white widow worked her mouth, lips, and hands over the three large cocks. The two older guys were a little thicker and hairier but the three of them lengthwise were about the same which was in the nine-inch range. One of them started. Steven was looking away from his wife’s scrutiny trying to hide all of the contradictory emotions swirling around and through his mind and body. “He should be here, I don’t know,” he glanced at his watch, “maybe thirty minutes.” He turned back towards his panty-clad pregnant wife. “Listen, I think you should get dressed, honey.” She looked at him like he had lost his mind. “Haven’t you heard a word I’ve said, Steven? If anything I should be taking these off!” Her fingers snapped the side. Your obviously fag enough to take your cousin's dick, so you should make a fine little dicksucker too!'I did it, and now there was no turning back. I opened my mouth, leaned forward and allowed my tongue to lick all over my dad's growing manhood. I had now given both my holes up to pleasure my family's big cocks and it was turning me on like nothing I'd ever done before. It didn't take long before I had as much of my dad's dick as I could swallow in my mouth and as much of my cousin's as I. His hair was trimmed.But that was just on the outside. What his classmates and teachers saw emanating from within was unmistakable if difficult to pin down or articulate. There was a new confidence within him that they'd never seen before; tentative, perhaps, but it was there. He seemed to walk a little taller. His eyes weren't permanently fixed on the floor in front of him. When he spoke, he looked you in the eye, and he didn't mumble like he used to.His grammar was much improved. He still.