"How about my place Friday night?" Mike shook his head yes and Lily said, "Come over around 7 o'clock." She touched his cheek softly and then turned t...ward the stairs just as their parents were coming back into the room. She told them that she needed to leave, said her good-byes, and then left.Her touch had been simple and soft, but somehow electric at the same time. Perhaps it was the simple knowledge of their shared secret, or perhaps there was something more, but for whatever reason her. Soon, Holly came again-loudly screaming her love, and Derrick was able to finally fill her greedy little snatch.In the morning, only half-awake, they loved each other again, slowly and sensuously.Over breakfast, Derrick asked, "Holly, what should we do now?"Holly gave him a big grin and said, "I think we'd better live together. I really don't want to be a slut again, but you've sure reminded my body of why it was addicted to orgasms. Can you fuck me like you did more than just occasionally?"It. "Ten minutes," I said. He nodded.He took off his jacket and laid it across the back of the armchair. He continued taking off his clothes and folding them until he was down to his socks. Navy blue. Knee high. His cock was limp but long. I wondered how thick it would be when he got hard. He looked at the clock on the nightstand. It was four minutes after three. "I'll start in one minute," he said calmly.The three of us stood there circling my wife. Ronny was carelessly glancing around the room, I. ”“Well, all right, everybody ... nice to see you all again, especially this cutie-pie.”“Oh, Daddy, stop it ... you’re embarrassing me. They’ll bring me home after dinner, OK?”“Sure, JJ ... I’ll see you later, bye guys.”“JJ?” Caroline said. “What does that stand for?”“Jennifer Jolene, but only my Daddy can call me that,” she said.“I’ll bet Jimbo called you that,” I said.“Yeah-but I got real tired of him calling me that all the time,” Jenn responded.“OK, Jenn ... I’ll stop kidding you about.