I took a deep breath and dialed... 6... 5... 9... 2... 8... SLAM! The receiver clanged on it's perch atop the machine. I was nervous. Too nervous. Aft...r I made that call, there would be no turning back. I would have to endure the pain for hours.Anxiously, I picked up the handle once again. I slid my fingers across the number pad, pressing and releasing the numbers in order, until the last digit had been pushed. It was... the number 3. The phone rang. There was a pause, as might be expected. "HOLY FUCK......SHIT......CUMMMMMING BABY, YESSSSSSSSSS."I threw my head back as my pussy erupted in an orgasmic flow. I felt my son's hot, fast moving tongue, slapping and lapping at my cunt as gush after gush filled his waiting mouth.I rode the waves of my orgasm hard, grinding my pussy into my son's face as I continued to cover his mouth and face with my juices."FUCK DARLING YES.......SO FUCKING GOOD, TAKE IT SON, TAKE MOMMY'S CUNT JUICES."I screamed loudly as I just kept cumming over his. Hi guys are we at the right place. Depends what you are looking for. We haven’t done this before and really nervous about how it’s done. They smile. No you are in the right place if you want to watch us play. We get out the car and Kate goes to greet them, we shake hands and introduce ourselves. Just then the back windows open and another couple greet us, they are buck naked and he has a Hugh boner on him. Looks like his wife was sucking him off. They introduce themselves; this is Megs, Tom’s. Times three.Carol doesn’t know the next part. I didn’t think it would please her.That night we reprised the balcony action. She was wearing another sun dress with no panties. On her back. On the balcony table. Her head hanging over the side. My blood engorged rod working it’s way in and out of her willing oval mouth. One hand rubbed her semi-shaved pussy. She was as wet as usual. I spied movement to my left. It was the neighbor dude, pulling a spy job, like I had done the night before! Our eyes.