She exclaimed, ‘Really!’ I said yes and told her that I would have fucked her right there in the car if my friend wasn’t there. She was surprise... to hear this from me because my friend had told her that I am a simple guy.She asked me, “So what next?” I asked her if we could meet. She agreed without any hesitation. The next day we planned to meet after her college. I was very much excited and was waiting for her in my car next to her college.She came outside and had a beautiful smile on her. ”Wow,” she whispered breathlessly. “I can barely get my fingers around it.”We stood there for a minute, with Sharmila holding on to me, and slightly massaging it, as though she was trying to milk a cow’s teat. It felt great!”Why don’t we pick up where we left off?” my wife asked.We all moved back to our original locations. “We’ll start with what you should start with,” my wife instructed, “and then we’ll move on to showing you the stuff you’ll be able to do once you’re able to handle the. ”“None taken. That was fucking incredible,” I replied. It was true, and I was already thinking of the next step. I didn’t have a chance to come up with anything before Mrs. D made her suggestion.She sighed, then looked at us wickedly. “Either of you ever done a spit roast?” Bob looked confused, which was almost comical since he was still on the hands and knees position from fucking her. “I take it you’re not talking about barbecuing,” I replied. She laughed softly and shook her head. “No.. Mary was the first one to see me and she jumped up off the couch and ran to me. "Daddy, daddy, you're home." Normally I would have picked her up and swung her around, but with four stitches in the arm I didn't think that would be a good thing so I set her down and gave her a hug with my good arm. By then the other two had noticed me and came running over. After a minute of hugs and kisses I asked:"Where's your mom and Uncle Herb?" In the back playing."I took that to mean they were in the.