I wondered if they were on the plane reading about us and he volunteered for this part."To answer your question, there are both required and suggested...parts. I will let you know the difference. I will also let you know why we suggest something, so you understand the request isn't there to see if we can get mice to follow a path."My father now grinned.My mother, impatient with the banter, asked if we could get on with things."My first question is this. John, have you talked with Ken yet?" No,. “Fuck!” I moaned as he began pounding me. Each one of his thrusts was powerful enough to send every last inch of his shaft into me while still conserving enough strength to send my body jerking forward. This had for effect to force my other lover’s cock in and out of my pussy. The dual simulation soon convinced me to moan at the top of my lungs.“Faster!” I begged. I knew he wouldn’t understand, but I hoped he would notice the urgency in my voice. He did and his thrusts quickly doubled in. It just always feels better when it's someone else."I couldn't form a reply. Instead I just panted and moaned as he leaned down to kiss me. His mouth swallowed my cries of pleasure as I came into his hand. He released me and I gradually caught my breath."That was amazing." Now you do me."He lay down, his erection throbbing in the sunshine. I squirted some sunscreen onto his dick and began jacking."That's good, ' he murmured, "keep going, nice and slow."We kissed once more and I used my other. "Maureen, obviously now the center of attention, took her seat and sat primly without making eye contact with anyone except Marianne as we all congratulated her."Buzz, if you and Jimmy would meet with me after lunch, I have something I need to discuss with you both," Marianne said after we'd quieted down. Then, almost as an afterthought added, "Now, let's eat."After a pleasant lunch, Marianne ordered two bottles of an excellent white wine and we continued to chat. Buzz and Jimmy engaged in a.