His orgasm often pushed me into the same, The vaginal orgasm can't be topped. Not this time, I just smiled and started to count out loud. Every time...I felt his cock jerk, I added a number. One, two, three, four….... As the numbers grew, the time between counting grew as well, I got to nine and he grew still. I wiggled a bit and he told me "Don't move, I'm still draining out.”. So I went right back to the big squeeze. I was going to milk every last drop of semen out of him. And I did. . His son didn't seem to be resentful, at least not openly. He went willingly when Greg brought him into the living room. The house was familiar, but there were personal touches that could only have been the work of Greg or his girlfriend. He felt that he was more of a guest now, and it was then that he realized that his son had become an adult and this was now his son's place, not his. This thought startled him. It was one thing to propose giving Greg the house and quite another to see it in. We all watched as Kathy did everything except fuck the guy.Mack said, "You think Norm knows or does he really believe the security guard bullshit?"None of us could answer that question. Over on the other side of the room Kathy had finished her lap dance and she went into the back room. Two minutes later the girl on the stage finished her set, the music changed and Kathy came on the stage and began her dance. We had all seen Kathy in a bikini at pool parties or picnics at the beach and we knew. She moved them down to search for Alice's swelling buds. Her gentle hands found and cuddled and fondled the base of each, forming a supportive cup to mold and envelop them. She found each erotically swollen, crowned by a magnificent blossom, proudly standing midpoint in the exquisitely formed areolas. Her tender fingers enfolded them, eagerly tracing each sensuous area.Alice had, too, found a perfect pair of breasts. On these she drew circles, circles around the nipples with her gentle.