”Looking over at me, “Daddy, tell her she just needs to stay,” Shyan said.“Gretchen you are more than welcome to stay,” I said, “Shyan is ...ight, it is a nasty night to be driving.”“You really don’t mind?” Gretchen asked.“Of course, we don’t,” Shyan blurted out, “So it’s settled, you’ll stay.”“Yes, I’ll stay,” Gretchen giggled looking over at me and giving me a big smile.As I cleared the dinner plates from the table, Shyan followed me into the kitchen.“Daddy,” she whispered.“What is it, Shyan?”. I could tell by the jerking of her shoulders that she was fingering herself. My concentration on our onlooker was broken as my wife took her lips away from my cock and crawled up further on my chair so she could mount me. With one swift thrust she slid my cock into her wet pussy as she let out a long moan. She then started to grind herself on my shaft making wet slapping noises on my hips. She arched her back and reached up to play with her breasts. I looked back to the window to see Tracy. Her. ’ I could see that this didn’t set well with them, but I was getting a little fed up with them trying to pamper me. After that, things started to settle down a little bit. I asked, ‘How did you get here, and where are y’all going to stay, while you are here? I should be able to go home a couple days, if we can work out how to get there.’ Running Deer spoke up then and said, ‘When we found out you were hurt, we loaded everything into the wagons, and came here as fast as we could. We have. Melanie's words about doing whatever makes her happy echoed in her mind, and she just felt at home here at Carly and Spencer's apartment. Sam sat on the couch with Spencer, watching some an*mal show, just eating a bowl of popcorn that happened to be in between them.After a while, the inevitable happened and their hands touched, reaching for the same piece. Both of them withdrew their hands quickly, going into a long time of silence. Finally, Sam broke the silence."These nature shows are weird..