Feeling like my jaw would unhinge and my lips could not be parted any more, I gave up on trying to take much of it in my mouth. Dad became even more vocally approving when I settled for sliding my lips back and forth over as much of his tip as I could safely handle. Several things then happened at Brunette once; Dad grabbed his dick with one hand, and the back of my head with the other; he started twitching and groaning, and though I understood what was happening his sperm still took me by surprise when it shot into my still dick-kissing-mouth. There was a lot of jizz. I did not try to swallow it, but instead let it flow out of my mouth, along my chin and downwards. It tasted… a little sour, but the texture was way worse. Thick Hardcore and gooey, almost like mayonnaise. Dad slumped down against a tree. My task was not done however; Lee was no longer standing riding but instead sat on his knees in front of me. He obviously expected the same attention as Dad, and he would get it. Dad had liked my blowjob, and I wanted Lee to do the same. I went to work on his even bigger thing. The best way seemed obvious to me; just focus on the tip, any more would be too much and I would hit my teeth against him which blowjob would bring pain instead of the enjoyment he was now obviously experiencing from the sound of it. When maybe a minute or two had passed of me standing on all fours, doing my best to suck away on that captivating organ that Lee had between his legs, Daddy surprised me by starting to caress my posterior. Not needing to look back, I could feel that he had both Oral Sex hands on my hips, not that I had any though, and was playing around with his dick in my “sexy ass”, as he called it. That made me feel even naughtier, if that was possible. My dad was hard again, and it was because of me, because of how he liked the way I looked. It was not normal – nothing about this was - but it gladdened and electrified me nonetheless. By blowjob mypenname3000 I stumbled down the hallway of the Red Lion Hotel, one of the nicest in Seattle. Opening his eyes, he realized Brunette at some point her soaps had been moved to Hardcore his bathroom. It was unplanned brilliance that when my sister left college I would be walking into it. “Now it’s your riding turn.” Getting the idea, she smiled and stripped down. One more time, Erin thought. “So, Oral Sex if chemical engineering doesn’t do it for you, what does?” Then he pulled back, letting me get a shot of his cum leaking out of her pussy, proof that mother and son had united their passion. He realised he’d never actually considered that aspect of their relationship.