As though she'd been dragged through a hedge, thought Isabella.Or, perhaps, had just had a sexual romp with Tom Fisher!Her skin felt suddenly sensitiv... inside the satin dress she wore, and she shivered. The girls walked out of sight, as they entered the kitchen below. Isabella walked along the balcony into her private drawing room. She poured herself a gin and tonic, and contemplated the door which connected to her bedroom. Richard, her husband, had been remarkable by his absence from her bed. I was getting more curious about sucking off a guy and knew my wife would never understand. Wish she would, How fun would that be a MMF 3 some with cock and pussy for all. So I finally got up the nerve and decide I would give it a try.Now, let me say, I don't get hard looking at other men and are not attracted to other men. I don't want to kiss another man fuck another man or suck a man tits, but sucking a cock turns me on. Would I be any good at it, could I go through with it, who would I suck. I started to push my fingers more forcefully now. Mom started to moan louder. “Yes, Vinay, oh god, don’t stop, keep doing it, my boy.” Now her moaning a notch higher.Masi was engaged in a sensual boob play, sucking and licking and even pressing them on each other. Looking at their huge boobs and nude bodies, I was going bonkers. I pulled out my fingers and started to watch them. Masi and mom were deeply engaged in playing with each other’s boobs and lips.My pause broke their flow. This was. The father is killed instantly and theyrush the son by ambulance to the nearest hospital, barely clinging tolife. They call ahead and the one surgeon on duty that night is scrubbedand ready to operate. But when they wheel the boy into the emergency roomthe surgeon takes one look at the patient on the gurney and declares "Ican't operate on this boy! He's my son!"How can that be? Wasn't the boy's father killed in the accident? How canthe boy be the surgeon's son?Answer: the surgeon is the boy's.