He could not believe it. She still is treating them like they were her little kids. And they still play the role to a tee. They all seriously spoke i... unison. "Thank you, Brent". He felt awkward. Should he respond? He then responded in what he later realized was the best way. "No girls, thank you." He then started to button his Levi 501's while he watched the girls get dressed. It was rather dark but he could've sworn that Lori's tits were still slightly covered with this semen as she put her. The nipples hardened noticeably in the palms of his hands. Feeling emboldened, he tweaked both peaks between his fingers and thumbs. ‘Ow!’ ‘Oops, sorry! Too hard?’ ‘A bit. They seem to be very sensitive at the moment for some reason.’ She smiled forgivingly at him. ‘I didn’t tell you to stop, though.’ He hesitated for a second, then bent over and took one nipple gently into his mouth, letting the warmth of his lips and tongue surround it. ‘Oh! That’s nice … but the other one’s feeling left out. To my chagrin, this guy was also very well hung. A long, full, truly impressive cock that stayed hard, as he stayed in control, bringing Gina to crashing orgasm after orgasm. That night, I curled up on the floor next to our marriage bed after the gypsy lovers had finally fallen asleep exhausted in each others arms. In the morning, the guy let himself out. I have no idea how he got back to wherever he came from. I spent the morning, nursing Gina as though she had survived a traumatic. Sighing, I got up and started a pot of coffee. I poured the first cup and sat on the couch. I closed my eyes and tried to relax, and without even realizing it I slid my hand between my legs and was lightly teasing my inner thigh with my fingertips. They moved up and grazed along the wet gusset of my panties, and I pulled it away. No, stop it Chris!I took another sip, and it took me several minutes to realize that while I was holding the cup I was brushing my thumb against my nipple over and.