I lapped uphis come, cleaning him up a bit I thought. When I'd finished this, I movedcloser to his face and took off the blindfold. Almost immediately...I saw Joelooking round the room, perhaps for a camera, or for Sara. I looked at himand when he returned the gaze, he gave me a beautiful smile. He looked so painfully delicious, arms still spread and tied to the bed,head propped up by two soft pillows, smiling up at me. He reached to kiss me,but I drew back and raised one eye brow. He caught on. Then the unbelievable happened, I saw my wife’s head going lower until she reached the area around my penis. Her head joined her daughters as both Angie and Carol began to pleasure my cock. Angie sucked the top of my cock as her mother began sucking my balls. Angie moved to allow room for her mother. Carol began slowly and softly licking my balls, she drew my balls into her mouth and then alternated between sucking one ball and then the other. Soon she also started licking the lower half of my. It had been another wild day at Mounika's. I enjoyed the deviance that enveloped that property. But, I was only to withstand so much of that craziness.I made my way to the Motel 6 and to the room number Mounika had given me. I realized it was directly below where Alejandra had stayed.I softly knocked on the door.The door cracked and Vivian peeked out. She nervously opened the door for me.I made my way in. Vivian was nervous. I didn't rush her. I wanted to find out why she seemed so. My aunt Agnes, my mother's younger sister, had lived a completely different life than my mother. As attractive and intelligent, she'd not been driven by any personal gadfly to "do well at life." She had stayed on her parent's farm, married young and had a large family. Her near-do-well husband had suffered the fatal consequences of chronic alcoholism and died young from a massive gastrointestinal bleed. The household ran well, governed by a curious set of firm, even rigid guide lines that.