I felt good. It does a world of good to get a good load off your balls. I got dressed and went down stairs. Mom had breakfast ready and warming in the...microwave. As I sat down to eat, I looked at Mom with new eyes. She wasn't all that old. Maybe thirty-five or thirty-six. It was kind of hard to tell but it looked like she may have a figure under that old robe. Any way she told me that Dad and she were going back to our old house to pick up the last of our stuff. They would be gone for three or. But as he was about to make a run down the hallway that their room was, Hayley pulled him into the room and passionately kissed him, which Stan reluctantly returned. As she pulled back, she was breathing heavily and said, “Listen Bill, whilst I love that you’re trying to play hard to get, I need you now.”“I, I need to freshen up first.” Stan stuttered a bit, seeing how he didn’t know how to get out of this without telling the truth, and that was the last option idea. As he knew if he told the. At this point, I can start making up stories about our sex over the next three or four weeks. The fact is I can’t really remember much of the sex in those four weeks. The three of us did wind up in bed together most weekends at least once, but Rachael engineered our timetable so it was just the two of us, most of our time together.Our first threesome must have happened about the first week in October. I know I finished my contract and left Gisborne to travel back to Auckland on Sunday,12. Max was soon feasting his eyes on Kayleigh’s white brassiere, his mind running ahead, anticipating what lay beneath. Their bras still in place, both girls stood up and deftly undid their skirts and let them fall casually to the floor. Max’s cock was as hard as it could get, or at least that’s what it felt like. Not being able to relieve himself or be touched was a new experience. His confinement was both frustrating and exhilarating. “Hmmm, your cock looks good, Max. I bet you’d like us to.