Liz half-sighed but still smiled when Marcus's fingers rubbed her crotch. Somehow, she still maintained a sort of unease about having sex of any variety in places other than the bedroom. She found it strange, but it was true enough, despite the fact that knowing at that very moment, either her children, the twins, we're having sex, or they were having a threesome with their sister, and this fact did not bother her.<br/><br/>Her uneasy feeling had never stopped her, of course, and when her hand was moved to touch her husband's cock, she could only chuckle.<br/><br/>"It's a bit early to be early to be drinking," she said, "you'd think we were already on a beach somewhere. You'll be teaching bad habits to our kids..."<br/><br/>She took hold of his cock, and pushed of her own chair, kneeling down and crawling under the table, disappearing from view. Sometimes not seeing, could be as interesting as seeing, she'd found. She was quick enough to lean forward and capture the head of his cock in her mouth. She opened her mouth and rubbed the head of his cock with her tongue, and then began to suck again, her hand providing the stroking action as her fingers slid back and forth. Her free hand went to his balls, which she rolled in her fires, and squeezed only very lightly.