” Susan said.“Of course you did… he’s your son and he was in agony, and giving him a hand job would relieve him,” Joni said, trying to help ...er daughter justify what she had done, but then she asked, “So why do think you let him finger you, and why did he cum in your mouth when a hand job would have been enough?”Susan could feel herself blushing, and then she said, “So I guess you heard that too.”“Yeah, you guys weren’t as quiet as you thought you were being,” Joni said, and then she asked,. That’s your job, right? To go fetch coffee?”“I am the personal assistante of Maxim le Carre,” Giselle said. “I do procure coffee from time to time.”Owen was looking over Val and Giselle. He was thinking hard. Val had a ‘hot-for-teacher’ body and carriage that screamed sex. She was older than Owen but less than forty and he doubted most of his girls would look near that good at thirty. She had short red hair, large breasts under a tight sweater, and a long black skirt over tight calves in short. Meanwhile AJ had begun to remove his clothes and dad moved some of the padded boxes he had made to the centre of the room. Sue stood on one of the boxes and began to dance. AJ came forward and was at the right height to kiss her breasts while AS moved around and kissed and squeezed her arse.Dad leaned against the wall while two naked men handled his daughter. Sue had closed her eyes as AJ removed her bra and licked her erect nipples biting and twisting them until the stood out proudly on her. I loved the feel of this man's cock. I loved the unexpected heat emanating from it, the electric current that surged between us as our rods touched. I loved the smell of his piece, another unexpected pleasure. I loved having the sensation of it sliding between my lips. I loved the sense of power as I pleasured this man, his body tensing up, his moans resonating through the plywood, and my mouth filling with his delicious cum. It wasn't just everything I had fantasized about. It was more,.