”“I guess I need a role model of some kind.”Alice suggested, “Look at somebody like Bono of U2. He’s made more money than God, and turned in...o a venture capitalist and philanthropist. He also has testified before Congress and other agencies about third-world debt relief and the problems facing third world countries about things like AIDS, especially in Africa. While he’s out there with U2 and the music, he’s also doing a lot of good behind the scenes.”Dave thought about it and slowly said, “The. “So who’s coming down with me to run interference?” Alicia asked.“I will.” Stacy Z said. “Stacy R, why don’t you stay up here and enjoy him. You seem a bit stuck on him.”“You sure?” Stacy R asked.“Trust me, I’ll get my fun tonight.” Stacy Z said with a smirk.Stacy R got up and gave Stacy Z a hug.“Thank you.” She squealed.“Don’t mention it. Now you two have fun.” She said.The two of them left as I reached over to my nightstand again. I pulled out another condom and put it on as Stacy R began. At night in bed I thought about morning incident. To be honest, he looked extremely handsome. That whole day and than nights, I got reimage my son's strong body in mind specially his manhood. I also pictured in my mind's, the image of my son as he gazed at my wet, half naked body after the shower incident. It very quickly became clear that his expression was more than just normal adolescent male curiosity. It was the undeniable expression of lust that seen from men a thousand times for sexy. Loved watching her tits bounce in the mirror laying into her harder, making a game out of how long it would take until they popped out of her top. She began to stare at her watch and started telling me to finish up "we can't be in here this long people will start getting suspicious". She had a tough time getting that out, the more she tried to warn me the harder I fucked her. Her juices had dripped all the way down my balls and were getting flung on her tights and between her legs against.