In different ways for each of you, but I love you. Maybe it's my male ego talking, but I think you love me. JR, I understand about wanting to be safe....Oh my gosh! Do I understand that! I understand waking up in the morning wanting to make love."I am not," I said emphatically, "going to be the one and only in either of your lives. I'm going to be there, now and then. I can deal with it. And you know why? Because if I can't make love to you right now, there's later."I stopped, realizing. 5 inch Jr. at my waist. And if you haven’t figured it out by now, I’m a cummer, on an average day, I can fill up a measuring cup to about the ⅓ mark. I remember my first time cumming. It wasn’t as much as now, but I remember how I thought that something was wrong because I was still cumming even after the guy in the porno I was watching was done. Like I said, I had a boyfriend, and he was my first, but I’m definitely no virgin. I usually prefer to top, but I do love a cock up the ass every now. Bart sucked a nipple into his mouth, using his tongue to flick it back and forth, then did the same with the other one, sending tingly shock waves from Trina’s nipples to her clit, and back again.In no time, Trina let out a wail, pulled her father’s face hard into her breasts and began grinding her clitoris against the base of his shaft, as a delicious, warm orgasm washed across her entire body.“Ah…ah…ah…yes…I’m cumming….ah…aaaaaahhhhhh….aaaaahhhhh….hmmmmmm….my God, that feels good….yeah,. She asked that we talk at each city about the Astronaut Asteroid defense force.I had Tiger set up the talks.Cynthia was working on the pesto sauce. The ravioli only took eight minutes to cook. I got out eight serving bowls. I cooked the ravioli in two batches. I divided each batch into four bowls. Cynthia took the cooked bowls, poured pesto sauce on the ravioli and covered the bowl with foil. The other teams had their stuff ready. We took it all to the great room.I asked Carol if she would.