I was left in the dark literally not knowing which woman just fucked the shit out of me. I glanced at the clock in the kitchen and could just make out...the time of 3:12. I must have dozed off for a longer period than I originally thought. I closed my eyes and went back to sleep.The next thing I knew, it was morning. I was covered with a sheet and blanket; my dick was pasted to my leg. I couldn’t find my shorts. Who took them off and when? They must have been removed while I slept before the. I didn’t answer her but reached under her skirt then urged her to lift off my lap far enough to loosen my belt and unzip, to give my engorged cock some free space. When I moved my hand, she settled down with her butt pressed against the swell of my erection. She didn’t seem upset or offended by the new seating arrangement. She rocked a bit then fed gas to the engine until we were doing about 35, she was gaining confidence and I was gaining a nut load of lust. We had gone about five miles and. "Let me show you what else I learned," I said eagerly.As I said before, I'm not one for idle boasting, so let us leave it that Rachael enjoyed being the beneficiary of my lessons from Connie and her friends.Two nights later I wasn't surprised that my watch partner was Florence. Nor was I surprised that she wanted me to show her all I'd learned up in Richmond. Florence was more outgoing than Rachael by orders of magnitude and every bit as passionate. Florence was shorter than Rachael by a couple. He punctuated his remark by pushing one of his fingers straight up inside my crack where he then set to pushing it around against my sphincter. The k** sure did know his anatomy. “Darin, stop it.” I whined again, but at the same time I couldn’t help arching my back a little to help the bastard get a better shot of at my butthole. I was wearing some pretty thin and tight dress slacks today so I had no trouble at all in feeling Darin’s invading finger back there. On my left, Danny D.