’ and ‘Darling – check this out.’ By the time she had gotten ten feet she had already selected a dozen books. I was looking too but had select...d only one. We walked back and set them on a table. We went over and asked the clerk if he had any boxes we could use to ship books. He said yes and if we needed it there was a UPS store about two blocks away. We thanked him and continued our search. We found ourselves moving each at a different pace. I was distracted by some bins of CDs and cassette. “I couldn’t put in the cum we need, son.” My father admitted. “We need one to two tablespoons. It’s better if it’s fresh.” “Robert,” said Mom, “would you be so kind as to masturbate and shoot your load into the soup?” I couldn’t believe I was hearing this. My cock was so hard, I hadn’t shot off in weeks, and here I was standing next to my Dad and my Mom, my Dad’s cock still throbbing but relaxing and me with a hard on. Mom reached over to me and pulled my shorts open and the head of my cock. "Please don't tell Mabel or your friends. It would ruin everything for Mabel, and telling your friends would ruin everything this ring is trying to accomplish.At the front door I made a decision. "I want to keep seeing Mabel. She's such a nice girl. Now that I know what she really looks like, I can look beyond her outward appearance." I wish you could have done that without those 3-D glasses," said Henry ruefully."Hey, I did invite her on a date before that."The father smiled. "That's right,. Every few seconds, fresh spurts of her liquid flowed out onto my shaft, sliding down her thighs, and onto the rug. I wasn’t going to last much longer.Margot’s breathing changed, picking up speed as she approached orgasm. Paige responded by working her even harder, now almost lifting her off the floor with her two fingers.“Uh… uh…” Margot panted, swiveling her hips from side to side frantically, her head hanging down, eyes squeezed shut. I knew she was close.“Come on babe, cum, cum…” Paige.