It isn't unusual to see two women together, but two men and people wonder. With women they are just friends and nobody pays much attention, unless the... are the kissing and holding hands kind of friends." Ah I see, so what kind of friends are we going to be?" she asked."Whatever kind you want to be. You are without a doubt the most beautiful woman I have ever shared a meal with. I really am not trying to define this. I am perfectly happy to just let it happen." I suggested."Me too Max, let's. He ran it under hot water to warm up the cold steel, and then put a few drops of lube on the small end and slipped it slowly inside me. He knew right where my g-spot was from years of stimulating it with toys and fingers, and let me tell you, oh my God! I just about came off the bed.The weightiness of the toy, coupled with the warmth and smoothness of the steel, had me panting and moaning in record time. He would slowly rock it up and down, then change it up to small thrusts, but always. ” Then he pushed past both women and strode toward me.“Daddy, no!” Lisa said, chasing after him. “Leave him alone,” she said and swept his feet out from under him.Mr. Hartwell landed hard, but got back to his feet just as quickly and continued to come for me.I looked at Lisa. She really was trying to stop him, but he refused to listen to anything she said. I understood that he wanted to keep her safe, but I wasn’t about to let him do me any further harm just so he would feel better about it.I. About 7:30pm that evening, my wife finally convinced her mom that my wife needed to get some sleep and I practically dragged her out of the hospital. It was another extremely hot day, except this time I managed to convince my MIL to stop for dinner on the way home. We chit-chatted some about my work and other little things. It was probably 10:00pm before we finally got home. Once again, she disappeared and changed into the sweatpants and T-shirt, but tonight the shirt seemed a little.