The next day I didn't see you at all. It was the day after that timing worked out for me.As I reached down to get the paper I saw you turn the corner...to my street. In only a few strides you were passing my house.We exchanged hellos and you continued on your way. I looked back toward you as I walked in to the house and I thought I caught you looking back at me. Maybe it was the fuzzy long robe I wore to get the paper in the chilly morning?Maybe it was wishful thinking?Though I do think I'm. “Fuck!” I yelled as the strap-on cock filled my ass. “Now you know how I felt last year,” she said smugly, and began to fuck me hard. I was so, so lucky she had prepared me with her mouth and fingers earlier. The cock she was fucking me with was huge, and she rammed into me over and over, holding my legs in the air like she was the man and I was a passive female. Only she could never look like a man in a million years, not with her breasts jiggling in front of my face with every thrust, her. That would have to wait until day break. At 4 I finally gave up and went back to bed. I crawled easily back in bed with Lorrie and held her tight. I fell back to sleep listening to her breathe.It was a little after 6 when the house came alive with morning showers and coffee brewing. I text both Dad's to make sure everyone had a quiet night. The Dad's were always up first. You know the coffee and sports pages routine. The all is well came back from both. Jason did want to know if we wanted a pot. She'd been tucked by two guys in the last couple of days, he thought, and still she looked like it was something she couldn't believe was going to happen to her. "Turn down the bed, baby," he ordered. She bit her lip, but she went to the bed and turned it down. She did it fast, and he had the feeling that she was trying to turn down the covers without looking at the bed. As though she were trying to keep from thinking about what the two of them would be doing on that bed in a moment. It was.