She pumped his prick slowly, gripping it tightly Marla kept playing with her son’s balls, encouraging her daughter. She moved her face close and sna...ed her tongue out to lick woes the piss-hole of her sets cock while her daughter jacked it. She tasted the seeping juices, and mooned softly. Marla pulled her fist back, and dress her hot tongue up and down the shaft of her son’s cock.“Lick it that way,” she urged her daughter. Sally moved her face close warily, and pushed her wet tongue from her. Moving his body to lean over her, she felt his hardness on her breast and then his ice-cold hands grabbed her breast and squeezed her nipples. The sensation was invigorating the combination of the cold and the aching between her legs. Her nipples had always been so sensitive and this was excruciating, but good in a weird way. As he previously instructed, she continued to stay quiet, but she wanted to scream in pleasure as he continued to make her yearn for him. He had an ice cube in each hand. He was at first a bit shocked by her sexual aggressiveness; it was not at all unusual for her to initiate things, using her hands and mouth to arouse him and bring him to full readiness, and then to climb on top of him and ride him hard and vigorously, seeking her own satisfaction and invariably achieving his as well. It was something to which he wasn’t accustomed, his wife having been the less aggressive (but no less willing!) partner in their marriage, but he came to deeply appreciate it.. " Then you went away to college and the extracurricular activities continued?" Yes and no. I really don't want to get into that tonight."It was nine o'clock when we left the restaurant. She invited me in for coffee. The coffee never got brewed. Both of us knew where we were headed, and it was straight to the bedroom.There she was, naked and beautiful like I had imagined. I deep throated her mouth with my tongue, then she took my quivering cock down hers. Hell, I was steely hard and oozing.