I knew her of old; now that I’d actually suggested a brew, she would definitely really rather have the drink first and then make love afterwards, bu... teasing her nipple had got her going again. It was tempting to wind her up a little bit towards her next climax, but on balance it was probably better not to, because Gustav wasn’t quite ready to complete the job. Yeah, I was sorely tempted to give him a bit of a wank and jump onto Jen again, but hey, we had all night to make love.Oh, and we did. “Maybe,” he said, “maybe.”****“He was there?” said Jenna.“Yes,” said Stacey. Her daughter’s look said it all for both of them.“I wish dad would stop being sad all the time,” said a slightly irritated Jenna.“Dear, your Uncle David, was hurt pretty badly by everything that’s happened. We need you to be extra nice to him, make him feel like he’s still a part of the family, a big part,” said Stacey.“Momma, please stop calling dad, uncle. Okay?” said Jenna. “He’s my daddy too. Just like daddy. I replied with a "I'll be checking in later in the day." She said, "Cool - can I call you?" Of course, I indicated she could.Later in the evening, my mobile phone rang - it was Buffie. We talked for awhile, she reflecting on our little escapade of days before. I suggested a web video call - she agreed.After she pinged me on a web call, I waited for the image to come up. She was dressed in a fluffy robe (apparently, she was also in a hotel). The Turkish robe was closed to her chin - to my. That would stretch a teen pussy, don’t you think?” She asks her pal, sizing up the cock that is straight in front of her face“It sure would Millie!” Charlie replies.And then before anyone can say or do anything else she leans forward, grabs the base if his shaft again with her right hand, pulls back the foreskin and drops her pink, lipstick covered mouth, onto the big purple cockhead to kiss it.But she doesn’t stop there. As she pulls his cock with her right hand, she takes the big purple head.