She lay on my chest to relax. I was still rock hard and slowly pumped in and out. “Damn you’re horny tonight!” she remarked. “Horny enough to ...atch me taste Tommy?”I said, “Let's go!”We jumped up and walked downstairs, still naked, into the living room. There was poor Tommy on the couch, still drunk. He longed for his woman, and had been listening to my woman in her orgasms. He was horny as fuck, and was jerking his cock furiously. Even from my heterosexual view, he had what I considered a nice. I decided that I was going to have to be a lot more observant than I was used to being. Then realised with a start that I'd learned to be observant when I was being trained as a slave. And, of course, the memory of how it felt to be on the receiving end was fresh in my mind. The forethought that Jack had put into Serena's and my situation staggered me. I realised that Salome was waiting patiently for my attention to return."Sorry, I was marvelling at the attention to detail that Jack has shown. I flick my tongue, lizard like, over the base of his helmet. I kiss the fading scar left by his circumcision and let my breath fall lightly over his wet flesh. Stooping a little lower, I lap at his cool heavy balls and rain down gentle kisses all over his genitals. The smell is intoxicating and I can control myself no longer.I take a firm hold on his powerful pole, my fingers wet and greasy with spit and pre cum. I move my mouth nearer the deep purple dome of his cock and let my breath fall. "H... h... how do you, uh..." Oh, Saint Paul would never have sex with his sister if that is what you are worried about. His principles would never allow that. Me, I would jump into bed with him in a second. Incest be damned. Our family, including Paul, does not have hang ups about nudity. When there are no children around, we often go skinny dipping in Paul's pool or whirlpool. When you are as horny as I am, you tend to notice the best pecker in the state of Ohio."Cindy remembered the previous.