My thrusting slowed and her legs clasped around me. My cock was soon spent as the last drops of cum dripped from my twitching cock. She closed her eye... and satisfied smile came to her lips. I stopped pumping. My cock softened to a half erect state. He mouth was slightly open. I withdrew my cock from her soaked pussy; her lips stayed spread wide. White cum leaked from her swollen, pink cunt lips. I stood up and knelt by her head. My cum soaked cock, still semi erect near her face. I bent down. ”“I know,” Tommy said brightly, “That’s why I like to sing.”That was good news to Maddie Dixon.“So sing with us, we could use a strong male voice.”Tommy was pleased as punch.“Sure, who do you want me to sound like, Conway Twitty or Johnny Cash?”Maddie grinned at his response; he had picked out a couple of tough acts to follow. Maddie decided to humor him.“My husband Leo is the choir’s basso, so why don’t you try to be a tenor like Conway.”Tommy’s new memory processing apparatus not only allowed. Unfortunately, he was in over his head – in his anxious way, he tripped over his own feet and ended up splatting on the ground next to me, covering me with lemonade as he fell. This would have been embarrassing enough, but then he proceeded to go overboard in an effort to clean the sticky liquid and ice cubes off of me, with everyone at the party watching, chuckling. As I tried to tell him that really, I was fine, he didn’t need to worry about it, no problem, I noticed that his speedos were now. “Fuck this,” I ranted to myself and decided to leave the house.I went for a drive.*This nonsense ended once I got back.Gina came over for a visit.She noticed I was staying at home a lot.Then she told me that Jordan and her were going through some dramas.They may divorce or separate, the kids are they only reason they still together.“That night when I/we all got together, I can’t get the images out of my head,” I opened up.“Was I that good?” She said with a cheeky grin.“No/yes, it’s not you but.