She never mentioned it. I never asked, and just kept letting her have it every time. It was awesome.We fucked everywhere. Her room. Sophie’s room. H...r parents' room. The pool, the hot tub, the kitchen table. At one point I grabbed her, bent her over the sofa in the rec-room and pounded her until I filled her up.A couple of days, we couldn’t retreat to her house, so we had to find someplace else to play. I couldn’t bring her to my place, partially because my parents were usually there, but. I think back to Adam and tears begin to fall down my face again. The music lulls me to sleep and my eyes close. When my eyes opens again, we are parked in front of my house with his engine off. I turn to look at David, and he is staring at me. "Why didn't you wake me?" I ask, unbuckling my seat belt. "I didn't want to bother you," he says softly. "You looked so peaceful," he whispers so quietly, I almost didn't hear him. "Thanks for the ride, David," I say, turning to open the door and get. One of her feet kept touching my dick it was driving me over the edge. She said that I see that you are getting an eye full looking at my goodies, I replied, that I couldn’t help myself. She got up and said that wearing clothes after getting out of the shower was uncomfortable for her so she began to undress under the sheets. She asked me to bring her, her drink I did and went back to sit on the couch. The look she had on her face was a sly one; she told me that I could sit on the bed with. “Checking out the women, are you?” She kidded him.“I’ve always been a people watcher, but only have eyes for, my girls,” he smiled.“Sure you do!” She teased. “You’re a man and most men look at women. We both appreciate a beautiful, sexy-looking woman.”The waitress appeared with their order, and Dan gave her a good tip. “Your rings look new, are you on your honeymoon?” She asked.“Yes, we are!” Wendy beamed proudly. The waitress looked at Dan, hesitant to say anything about his striking.