Soon it occurred to me that they were fishing. They wanted me, yes. But more than they wanted me, they wanted the technical excellence my friends and ... had. They wanted bigger and more shocking effects. They wanted to top everything that had been done before. My problem was that I had learned to value quality over quantity. Content over hypocrisy. Love over matter. Well, maybe the last one. It was not suitable, here.I made sure that I looked interested, and they gave me permission to hang. I figured her moans would make good music for my jerking off. I got up and turned off the stereo and listened closely to see if I could hear anything. A few minutes later, I heard rumbling at the master bedroom door. I quickly put my cock away and zipped up my jeans. I laid down and pretended I was sleeping. The wife reappeared and turned the stereo back on. I sat up and asked, "Why did you turn the music back on?" "I wanted you to hear me sing", she said. I gave her a confused look. "That is. He gave her a quick smile and nod and then turned his attention back to little Lilly in the globe.She had walked into her bedroom and was bent over the bed, arranging pillows and pulling down sheets. Her breasts swung heavily and easily as her watched the muscles in her abdomen tighten as she turned and pulled and got the bed ready. Then she pulled something out of a drawer, smiled back at him.The warm lips of Felicia slid like velvet over the sensitive tight flesh at the tip of his cock and he. She pushed back so she could look in my eyes. "Oh, and I also like it rough." Rough?" Yes rough." How rough?" Rough like sticking your cock up my ass from behind and slapping my butt cheeks red,"I smiled. "Oh, that rough."Julie pushed herself back from me and slid to the floor. She unzipped my pants, reached in and withdrew my half hard cock. She snaked her tongue out and licked the wet tip. I felt myself coming to life.My sister began sucking my cock in earnest, There was no slow build up. She.