"I mean, if I must be cooked anyway." "That's pretty hard-core!" Trine's brother Brent cut into conversation. "Havinga pole shoved up your ass…" "B...ent!" his mother cut him off. "I know, but it's so sexy!" Joanne smiled coquettishly, looking notat Brent but at his father. "Are you ready to order or do you need somemore time?" "We need a few more minutes," Mr. Malcolm said while studying the menu. "I am afraid we can't order you," Trine whispered apologetically to the youngwaitress. Her. She brushed my inner walls, wiggled it and twisted, tasting places I didn't even know I had. She lapped repeatedly at the little rough spot, and I rocked hard, trying to help her reach it better. I was heating up from the inside out. I cried out her name, asking, begging her for more.She plunged two fingers in as her mouth returned to my throbbing clit. I screamed again, and then again with every thrust of her amazing fingers.I went blind. I swear to God, I did. All of a sudden, there was. But both of them just smiled, even if it was Monday morning. Hell, I smiled like a madman, too.Neither Candice nor Kathryn looked surprised when we broke the news about our more serious relationship to them. Since Candice was now seeing a guy, it was not any big deal to her, but Kathryn complained a bit about the increasing battery consumption. Lindsay looked at her."I never said that you couldn't borrow him, Kath."I turned to Lindsay, looking shocked. She giggled when she looked at me."Don't. She’d seen me milk it and had apparently paid closer attention to things than I thought, because she squeezed and moved her hand just a little, urging the last drops out of my cock. My foreskin bunched up and a puddle of white collected in the dip.“This is so cool!” she sighed.“You got that right,” I panted.She looked up at my face again.“So I did it right?”“You did it perfect,” I sighed.Suddenly she let go. She didn’t wipe her arm off or anything, but scooted off the bed.“I have to go now,”.