We were all hot again and I kissed Dad to stop him from resisting. He kissed back…I peeked at Sherry out of the corner of my eye. She was straddling and squatting and Dad’s cock was entering her cunt…it was so sexy to see the head of his cock hidden inside, spreading her puffed lips. Sherry had a hot smile, watery eyes and winked again at me…that cunning wink…I hoped Mom wouldn’t come home early…Sherry slowly inserted Dad’s cock into exotic her wet cunt finally, squatting and impaling herself with masturbation his entire length. Her blonde cunt hairs and his dark cock hairs made a beautiful scene. She sat on him and rested, looking at the ceiling, moving herself on him, back and forth, then lifted and sat, lifted and sat. Dad got involved now. His hands went to Sherry’s hips, holding her, lifting her and pulling her down…more and more…he was making her his fucking tool. ”You’re fucking my cunt, you dirty man,” Sherry said to Dad teasing, “I want you to come in me…I’m on the pill. [Sherry…I didn’t know that! I was thinking…she’s not told me she was fucking people. Sherry’s naughty…like me] Sherry milked my Dad, “Fuck me,” she demanded and he was in and out, I watched his glistening cock lifting into her…she held her head and rode Dad…it was such a hot scene…just like Mom and Dad except Sherry and I were doing it to him. He tensed and lifted and held and she rode him a few more strokes…his cum was dripping out of her cunt…Dad’s delicious cum that was still on my lips…he was a real man to cum twice…maybe it was Sherry…or me… or outdoor both of us…She rested on him, still impaled, leaned on his chest, resting her head on him and purred…his arms went around her and held. “You are really dirty girls,” he murmured…”this was all wrong…and wonderful.” His words sent me another thrill. My body shook. Sucking Dad didn’t give me another Le Petite Mort…not this amateur time at least…but Mom had classes every Friday…Sherry and I had all week to plan another visit! “We love making you cum Dad…” I said, and gave him a final lips lick. We heard the garage door open…it was Mom…home early! We all moved fast…dresses, pants, panties, zipper, straight faces…all of us back to watching the TV on the couch…Then the door opened and there was Mom…we all looked up and smiled innocently though I knew my face must have been flushed. I didn’t think Mom noticed. “Did you have a good class?” we asked. Mom nodded…”How was the pizza?” she said…”Good.” “Have you had a nice evening?” We nodded and Sherry said: “Great.” ”What were you watching?” she asked. 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 flashing could public 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 secrets and giggles…“You’re on the pill? 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 “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, pausing, and listening. Was Mom sound asleep so there would be no nervous pillow talk? “You’re sorry that you public used me.” Astrid said, looking at her reflection flashing in the blade. She hated that she exotic loved it. Without looking, and thinking it was her husband’s, she began pressing it. But hearing moms moans of "MMF... yeeaaah" prompted me to grab it and start slowly amateur massaging the length of my shaft. Instead our coach set it up for us. Man, that is masturbation SOOO fuckin SEXY! outdoor "Please let me cum Daddy" She panted out. Morgan moaned loudly as Jason held himself on her cock. She decided to stay single and rarely even dated in spite of her beautiful form. She sighed into my mouth as we continued to kiss deeply and slowly, our tongues dancing around each other. He was loving me no matter how rotten I was to him. ‘Almost her favorite,’ she thought.