“So I see. Was that Andy?”“Yes. We took the train together and his dad drove me home.”“You could have called. Have you eaten?”“On the tr...in.” She picked up her heavier suitcase and carried it up the stairs with her.“That couldn’t have been enough. There are left-overs in the refrigerator ... Really, dear, Andy shouldn’t have come in. You shouldn’t have invited him.”“He wasn’t going to leave my bag on the front porch.” Andy had carried her luggage another eight feet horizontally, keeping his dad. Her turn was not nearly as traumatic as Nicole's had been the day before and for that I was thankful. I don't think I could have taken many more days like that one. All that sex and violence...Not surprisingly, we got a later start than usual that morning, and even for us there was a bit more open affection shown; more touching, more shy smiles, more open, blatant groping. Not by me, but OF me! I would have felt cheap and used if I hadn't enjoyed it so much.When the two girls came in, freshly. Kale eagerly pushed and pulled her daughters head back forth on my cock, until the little poor thing was almost gagging on it and drool was running down her small chin onto her little t-shirt, but after a minute or so Lilly seem to start to enjoy it, and pretty quickly was soon bobbing her little mouth up and down my hard thick shaft all by herself.Once Lilly was okay by herself, Kale stood up, and unhooked her bra and tossed it to the side revealing a lovely pair of milky white large boobs. ." as I lost control, flood my juices all over her hand, when I saw his cock erupting in her mouth, shooting his creamy lava into her mouth. His cock was coated with the sticky mixture of her salvia as she lifted off the head and kissed me with a mouth full of his spunk. "Mmm" I moaned as we remained mouth locked, swapping tongues that were bitter sweet in taste. We finally devoured and remnants of his discharge and promptly went to the ladies room to freshen up. On the way back to the table, I.