,” he said, tugging at my arm. I don’t know why, but I felt compelled to obey him. I got up and put my knees on his thighs on the couch cushion fa...ing him. Then I lowered myself into his lap, and we started kissing. He wrapped his arms around me tightly. I could feel his erection through his pants poking against the crotch of my panty. I shifted slightly to avoid that direct contact but it was still rubbing against my thighs. I moved a little more until my crotch was resting on his right thigh.. I jogged into the House of Cards. Mrs. Ellen Card was at her usual place behind the counter. If her daughter, Jenny, was cute, then Ellen was beautiful. She was one of those women who refused to age. She was about five and a half feet tall with short, dark hair. The House of Cards work shirt that she wore was tailored to fit her tiny waist and bulging breasts. She could talk on the phone, enter orders into the computer and make change for customers all day long, and she would still look better. I thought it interesting in hindsight, that none of us addressed the issue that had brought us together in Michigan: what we'd do about the media's quest for knowledge about me and my baby. We were saving that for the next day.Around ten o'clock, after the dishes had been cared for, we briefly sat in the living room. Summer studied me closely, and even caught Crystal's eyes several times. I felt there was some unknown female communications going on, and a few minutes later my intuition proved. Do you have a desire for me she asked.I told her I did.She asked me to just lay there, she wanted to do it her way the first time please.Fay took her shirt off and placed herself between my legs.She spent an enormous amount of time fondling my stiff prick and looking at it.She was saying things like "It's so beautiful", "It feels so good" and "God I love it."Fay began to kiss it and tease it with her tongue. Finally she took it into her mouth and swirled her tongue around under the head of it.I.