"Why not, sweetheart? Do you want to suck it again? Do you want another drink from my spurting prick?"Robin looked at him. She licked her lips. Her he...rt pounded. "Yes!" she choked."That's terrific, baby. You'll get it. Just as soon as I give Chris a taste. She hasn't wanted to suck my prick yet. I figure it's because she doesn't know how. She's got to learn, hasn't she? Just the way you learned."Robin reached forward for his cock. Logan lifted his hand in a threatening way, and she sat. She is wearing her tight fitting sports bra that showcases her breasts nicely, and black, skintight compression shorts, but ones with a convenient three inch diameter hole sown in the crotch. (It was her fantasy, and the compression shorts could have that hole there if she wanted it.) She could hear the gentle breathing of her husband beside her in the dark. Brandon then stands and lays her out on her back on the breakfast table with her bare legs dangling over the edge. She quickly brings. He started to play with her big tits while she jerked him, and full exposed them for me to see. Again he just smiled at me. I reached my hand down my swimming suit and pulled out my cock and started to masturbate while I watched them. He knew what I was doing and it really seemed to turn him on because all of a sudden he buried his face in her neck and came hard. She put her tits back into her bikini and he just sat there with a huge grin on his face. I decided that was my cue to leave as. Later the peace was shattered when I heared the sound of a motor mower start up in the front garden. Bernard had arrived and would soon finish the small front lawn, I knew this nosy old man was bound to look through the kitchen window.I desperately tried to get out of the highchair, but it was futile, Bernard had done an excellent construction job. I heared the back garden gate sqeak as Bernard brought his mower through. Sure enough his grissled old face appeared at the window, a broad smile.