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I could see a huge bulge through Anthony’s jeans and that just made me even more excited.As he broke out of their kiss, Anthony smiled at me.“I guess the big question now Emily is whether your dad is just going to be allowed to watch or take part in the education,” he asked.Emily turned and smiled at me.“Well it’s up to him, but if he wants to help out, I would love that,” she said.“That’s good – because I think it’s going to take more than one of us to train you,” Anthony said. “Come and join us Rob, I think Emily needs more attention.”I moved over to the sofa next to Emily, touching her leg gently. She turned to me and we slowly kissed, her tongue tentatively darting into my mouth before we broke the kiss, and she moved back to kiss Anthony again.“You’re a pretty good kisser Emily but still need to practice,” Anthony advised. “Let me and your dad show you how it’s done.”With that me and Anthony went in for a deep passionate kiss right in front of Emily, our tongues slipping into. I'm not sure if she was baiting me or was just not simply aware of the fact that she was exposed but she caught me staring."Hunny, can you pass me the salt?" instead of closing her legs, she spread them even further apart. She was obviously teasing me and loved how I was not ashamed of looking. My cock was fully erect and started to hurt, wanting to get out of the boxers. "Yes ofcourse" i replied in a low voice as I stood up slightly to grab the salt bottle, letting my mom see my situation down there."Sweetie that looks uncomfortable, I think you should let your cock out" she suddenly stated pointing at it.I've never heard her use vulgar language like that before, unprovoked. It made me incredibly horny, and showed her how much by dropping my pants infront of her right there and then. My cock jumped straight up and I sat back down. My mother's facial expression changed drastically, I could see it in her eyes how excited she was. With a single hand movement she took off her robe, her.
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