I eased back, trying not to gag, then pushed down a bit further with each thrust of my head until the tip of his cock was my throat. I could taste th... pre-cum starting to leak out of him and as he rolled my nipple between his thumb and forefinger I moaned, forcing his cock impossibly further into my throat. He was moaning louder, mumbling expletives mixed with my name and four quick bobs of my head later I could feel his hot seed shoot down my throat as his hips came up and a primal groan came. Goodness. I must have really scared you." No. It's just, I was, I thought you were, I, I, it just took me by surprise."Surprise leading to panic. I laughed - nerves. Hercule Poirot would have had no trouble figuring it out.Louis came out of the kitchen in an apron."Louis made the rice," said Sunny."Hence the apron," said Louis.Sandy laughed. "Dad's not exactly at home in the kitchen. Sam says -" You can lead a horse to water, but you can't teach him to cook," said Louis, in a tone that. Tara looked back at me and smiled softly, once again seeming demure. I leaned over to her face and kissed her. She raised herself up on her elbows. Her breasts pendulous and her hair a little mussed, she looked like a mid 1960's pinup. Softly she said once again, "I told you I'm not...normal?" With a hint of question, and a hint of fear. I assured her warmly without reservation. She put a hand on my neck and kissed me. As she rolled onto her back our lips locked in the sweetest kiss I'll. Just enough time, she thought, and her pussy clenched. The line moved quickly, and before she knew it, it was her turn. The lifeguard was a tall, tanned, muscular guy not too much older than herself. He gave her a quick smile while he retrieved a rubber raft from the conveyer and tossed it at the entrance to the ride. She smiled back. He was perfect eye candy for the mood she was in. Part of her worried that his smile was a knowing one... That he knew perfectly well what she was up to... That.