The only ones not outside were William and Sharon. Betty opened the door for them, and kissed first, then scolded by both of the Mothers as to why she...wasn't wearing anything. She meekly accepted their criticism, and took her robe from the couch and pulled it on. She was fully aware that their chastisement was made from love, and accepted it as such. All had brought their dress clothes with them, and wore their "every day" clothes. They were determined to make this day as special as they were. I turned back to him and the anger that flashed in my eyes was at least equal to his. Luckily, Summer's mom was there to calm us down,"Both of you calm down," she said. "Steve, if you want him to talk to us, using fowl language and screaming isn't the way to go." She turned to me then."Ted, you're not even angry, son. I can tell by looking at your face that you're on the verge of tears. You just want to hit somebody to avoid crying and you figure my husband will do. I have the feeling that my. He just closed his eyes, as I kept making the hand job.“You are doing good. How does my cock feel in your hand?" It's warm. And it's hard and thick..." I replied quickly.“Imagine you could have this cock buried deep in your nice wet pussy. It would probably feel good to have it inside you. Imagine a thick cock like mine pushing between those soft pussy lips, slowly spreading them apart...”The bastard was teasing me so bad. I felt my cunt going wetter and wetter now. I started to think he was. She closed her lips around just the head, and poked her tongue into the creamy slit to get what she wanted. The drop of cum was saltier than she thought it would be, and considered it must be due to the ocean water that dripped from all of Will’s body. She very gently suckled on the swollen head, and wanting to taste more of Will’s cum, she reached up with her right hand, and grasped the base of his cock, well under where his balls hung. Then, with a firm grip, with her thumb on the bottom.