She could barely keep from touching herself and getting off she was so turned on. But she was good, she concentrated on the cock instead, giving it th... best blow job he had ever had. She made lots of wet sloppy sucking sounds as her face bobbed up and down the length, squeezing the shaft with her lips and then letting the head pull her lips apart with a “pop” sound. Then he would push her back down and she would suck it all the way to the base . . . even dart out her tongue and tickle the. The winner got to do whatever they wanted. During the course of the game we all slowly lost most of our clothes and then had to do what the cards said. Beth was down to her red thong and Jessica drew a card that said spank whoever you want. Before long she was giving my wife a few playful swats. Her ass really looked good with the red thong and red checks. Next Ron pulled a card that said get some hand action from partner of your choice. Before I knew it Beth was stroking his cock while he sit. ” “We no raise boy like that,” “Devil took him as one of own during War in our home land,” she added. I looked at her with wonder in my eyes as I said, “I don’t understand.”“Son tell you story when ready, him touchy on subject,” Kim-ly replied. “Drink then we go back,” she added.We finished our coffee then returned to Jack’s room. Captain Bob was still talking with Jack. As I walked into the room, I heard Jack telling him that he would not file out a complaint against the man who shot him.“The. ” “Jack,” she sighed. “Why are you doing this? You know we’d be great together.” She was right, I knew. I had never laughed with anyone the way I did with her and no one had ever listened to me the way she did. We had met at a drawing class at the community college. She was filling a requirement, I was killing time. “I’m old enough to be your father.” “You’re thirty-one. My father’s forty-six.” “Biologically,” I explained. “I was twelve the year you were born.” She raised an eyebrow.