"Why don't you check inside?"

Your mind is overwhelmed by the great sensations Jo is creating on your cock, so, without thinking about getting caught by Kate or April, you answer, "I don't know. Why don't you check inside?" You wink at her.

She grins hungrily as she takes the towel off and unsnaps your pants. Pulling them open to unzip them, she rubs harder with the towel. "We better see if he got wet," she says, eyeing your stiffening package. She fishes your cock out of your underwear and begins massaging it with the kitchen towel.

You groan with pleasure and close your eyes.

"It looks dry, but I think it might be a little sticky. I'll fix that," she says, just before devouring your penis into her mouth.

"Omigod, Jo," you say as she almost immediately deepthroats you and swallows, squeezing your cock head at the back of her throat. She starts bobbing up and down on your meat until you can feel yourself ready to shoot. "Here it comes!" you groan.

You are startled by a yell of "Mother!" from the entry to the kitchen. You turn and see April standing in the doorway with her hands on her hips and a scowl on her face.