Dad said: “Just an old show.” She let it go at that. It was what we were doing…no idea of what we were watching, except each other. But she let it go at that. Whew! Mom said: “I’m exhausted and I’m going to bed.” Thank goodness for that we thought as we three smiled at each other. Truth be told, we were exhausted, too. It had been more than I could have dreamed…and Mom had classes every Friday…think of that…which we did. That night, in my room, Sherry and I were full of little cumshot secrets and giggles…“You’re on the pill? blonde Where can I get the pill?“ We hugged and held each other and fell into a deep sleep…wet dreams…we were exhausted and wondered if Mom and Dad had sex that night…I didn’t think so. Enough was enough for all of us and, besides, Mom had said she was tired. I looked forward to next Friday…maybe it would be my turn to fuck Dad…Would I have a lingerie “little death” again? I could dream, couldn’t I?…so far my dreams were working. I dozed off with dreams of Le Petite Mort. I wanted to “die” again…this time with Dad. AFTERWORD: Later, with trepidation, Dad entered the master bedroom, ball licking pausing, and listening. Was Mom sound asleep so there would be no nervous pillow talk? He relaxed as Mom was apparently asleep, her breathing slow and steady. Dad tiptoed past their bed to the bathroom where he washed his cock of any lingering evidence, brushed his teeth, dried everything carefully. It had been a startling, sensual night with two young sexy women…he had crossed the line past TABOO…he should have been ashamed of himself but he wasn’t. The blowjob was outstanding and then vigorously fucking Sherry’s tight wet young girl’s cunt was the finishing touch to the erotic evening. An evening of lust. ’God I hope she is asleep and not feeling randy’ he thought to himself…and ’Please God.’ He exited the bathroom and with as much stealth as Deep throat he could muster slipped gently under the covers, lying still, purposely not touching his wife’s body that might awaken her. She was still breathing steadily. His prayer had been answered. “Daddy gave me his credit card to buy some fancy clothes and I already had the car stuffed with boxes when I saw it in the window of Victoria’s Secret.” I smiled, signed, took ball licking all the paperwork, and left. He just told me that he couldn’t keep going like this anymore. lingerie “Even before I met Bill’s father, she and I were good friends. I looked around the room. My ass clenched and my pussy grew so tight. Her damp arousal stained frilly knickers swiftly following the same route. I cumshot got changed and left. “King Dreus will be alarmed, but curious,” Prestira said, “and he’s smart enough blonde to decipher what’s really going on.” I extend my hand and shake hers. Maria Reenburg I reached the Sexuality Sub-Menu and hit Orientation. I loved this edit. “What time do you get off work?” Sharon asks. It was hot but not terribly so and I sat on a bench and looked out at the city, downtown LA in the distance. With his permission and cock deep Deep throat in her pussy, the urge to cum overwhelmed her.