“This is exactly what I mean, Charley. You are not listening to me. Now get the chair. She dropped his scrotum and tapped him on the ass, indicating...the way. Charley stopped to grab his pants, but Abby told him that was not necessary, “Just start moving.” Charley shuffled over to the kitchen area and pulled out one of the chairs. “Where do you want it, Abby?” “Can’t you do anything right, young man. Get the one without the arms and pull it away from the table and wait for me.” Abby got up. She laughed and said goodbye after another too-long hug. Try not to eat your sorrows, babe. If you dropped 30-40 pounds, things might improve for you.I brushed my teeth and waited impatiently for my girls. I tried watching some historical videos on YouTube, but nothing seemed to hold my attention. I kept hearing the girls giggling upstairs, which didn’t help. I checked out online pics of father-daughter dances and then made a snap decision: I wasn’t going to wear this hipster shit. I’m going to. And as Chelsea's hands slid back and forth along my soap slathered penis, I jetted gobs of cum all over the front of her, my seed creating a slick gummy mess.Chelsea desperately wanted to cum, and she did so using a masturbatory technique discovered by accident one day while playing in the shower while her parents were out of the house. Sitting on a little raised bench next to the shower wall, she adjusted the shower head so its diffuse spray became a vibrating and concentrated stream of water.. When I turned there was a sight that I had never seen except in one of the movies that Walt brought in sometimes. Rog and Walt were in a 69 position and their cocks were going down each other throats like pistons. This time I couldn’t help but start masturbating so we all reached a climax near the same time. Walt noticed I was awake but he didn’t say anything to Rog. Rog got up and took his clothes to the guest room and got in that bed. Walt said he was very sorry that I had to see that.