" Well just drop the disk off at my house later and I'll print out what you have." Can I just hide out at your house until Monday?" Cathy quipped in a...semi-serious voice. "Jim's going to have a fit when he gets home from his trip Sunday night and finds I crashed the system again." You do seem to do it pretty often." the younger woman said."Can I help it if the machine doesn't like me." Cathy laughed."I have an idea." Sabrina said after a few moments of thought. "My son Glen is home from college. .," she said quietly, "I really love playing with your ass. I love the way it makes you moan and squirm. I can really tell you like it." I do," I said between gasps, "...and you're very good at it."Elena laughed that musical laugh then went back to my dick as though she wanted to suck my very being out through it.She brought me close to cumming several times, releasing my cock just before I could reach climax. Each time she pulled back I reveled in the sight of the thick rope of spit connecting. This was a shame as I’d enjoyed looking at her bulging tits.Lisa suggested we should turn around and go home as the clouds were darkening. The words had barely left her lips when the rain started. We jumped on our bikes and I once again was at the back, but the rain worsened and after about twenty minutes she stopped by another bench and looked at me, the rain poured off our jackets, and our bottom halves were soaked. We sat on the bench and I unpacked a silver foil blanket which we held over. He looked at the small window next to the door with a blinking neon light that said Kit Kat Club. Chester tugged on his vest and decided to go in. It was dark and empty except for two men watching the ball game on a TV over the bar.He then noticed a woman sitting by herself at the other end of the bar and decided to sit down on the red leather stool three stools away from her. The bartender came up to him and wiped the bar in front of him, “What can I get you?” he asked, glancing at the red.