When I asked how many loads each guy thought he could shoot they all said at least 2. I challenged them to 3. lol. “Why don’t we make a game of it...” I said, “if you guys are up for it.” They looked at me wanting more details.“If you guys promise to stay until each one of you gives me 3 loads I’ll promise you that I will stay and do whatever you need to make you shoot 3 loads.”As I finished the last word one of them leaned over and kissed me. That’s another thing I have found about married men.. “I’m usually pretty quick when it comes to hide and seek.” She teases, playing with her food a bit more.“Yea. I remember when you and Maddison played that silly game all day. You’d find her every time no matter how long she had to prepare.” Mark jokes, nostalgically chuckling as he reminisces on when the two girls were younger. They’ve grown up to be beautiful women, vixens in their rights. He never thought he would find himself lusting after someone like Lana. Alas, he has no quarrels with. They’ll be swollen tomorrow though, so I want to do a little to ease the swelling tonight.”We said goodnight and I went to get ice. I filled the bucket up with water to the top of the ice and stood at the sink for twenty minutes with my hands plunged into the ice, grateful for the cold. I dried off my hands and crawled into bed, hoping that they wouldn’t be too stiff in the morning.Sunday was a completely wasted day. I spent a little time icing down my hands and the rest of the day bouncing. The group leader marshaled her brood and bravely marched them to the bar as the biker girls drooled and salivated at the sight of this young and pretty fluff.They halted next to me, and the leader inquired whether the bar stools on either side of me were occupied. I proceeded to move to permit them to occupy the empty seats that placed the four together with me on their flank.When Joe came over to ask what they were drinking, I suppressed a snicker when they asked what wines he had. I almost.