" I am afraid that I have nothing much to change into." I told her."We were bombed out and I lost all my clothes I have been given some extra clothing...coupons, but have had little time or money to purchase new clothing." Yes I know, and I am truly sorry for your loss. Well shower anyway, and I will find you something you can change into, and I will drop them on your bed and then I will see you downstairs."After the shower I went back into the bedroom, and all I saw was a large fluffy bath towel. If we moved to Fargo with Cheryl, life would be a lot easier. Cheryl’s farm made good money, Cheryl very apparently had money to begin with, and the money we could contribute from selling the house in Reno and joining the family’s collective finances would mean that living would be easy. But I don’t know if farm life would suit Jenny, nor if she could find something that would suit her in the Fargo area if it didn’t.If she could not accept these things, it would be silly to pretend we could. I challenged Taz: if he would walk back (which involved crossing a pretty major road) in his rather stretched speedo, I’d swallow his load. Taz wasn’t fazed at first; he knows I am okay with swallowing cum, but I had something else in mind. If he chickened out and put his shorts on, I’d make him swallow my cum, and his own.I do not have the public confidence to do what I was asking Taz to do but if he did, I was happy to swallow my cum and his, only fair, right?Taz was up for the challenge. I. Yup I’ll have to find it. What do you think is in there I laughed?Idk she giggled. Her laugh was so adorable . I turned to her stepping between her legs rubbing her thighs, looking into her eyes. Just watching her sipping her coffee and chatting about nonsense. She set down her coffee and wrapped her arms around my neck. We started making out. My hands ran under her shirt up her ribs to her small breasts. Her nipples could cut glass. She reached under my sweatpants and stroked my erect cock.So.