"Hey, can you guys move?" said the guy who just unloaded in my ass. "One minute, dude. I'm almost there." The guy fucking my pussy started to drill it...hard and then stopped, thrusting deep in me as I felt his dick pulse inside me. He didn't make any noise as he came. "Move Aaron," he said as the guy I was sucking off stepped away. The guy who was fucking me got on the couch and brought his dick to my face. It was full of frothy white stuff, which I assumed was a mix of Mike's cum, mine and his.. She instantly got out of bed and looked out her window. She couldn’t see anyone but still she said to herself that it had to be Tyler. Yes, she thought it had to be him and he was coming back for “more” of the same thing. Summer happily ran back to the front door and with the bedsheet wrapped around her body and no clothes on, she was smiling from ear to ear as she opened the front door. She couldn’t wait to see him again. She was ecstatic that he had come back. She opened the door only to see. Not the same, I know, but I’ve seen the value in those groups over the last few years.”“Thanks,” I said. “The people in that group have become like family to both of us. We look out for each other, whether it’s talking us out of our own heads, or if we need help with moving furniture.”“Well, whether it’s the group or your young lady, you seem to have landed on your feet from last summer,” he said, sounding like he approved of how things had turned out.“Thanks, Glen,” I said sincerely. “It means. Although ... I really like chordee (curved upwards) for scratching that itch. Chordee and flare would be ... personally ... tremendously satisfying. Chordee is ... fine.“Why did you stop?” I realized what I said. Hurriedly, I added, “padding the bill.”“I got over it. My banking has restored itself to prior levels. I was being petty.”“Sorta like when I quit talking to dad.”“What?”“He wouldn’t introduce me to mother’s cars.”That brought a remembrance.“I was there the Saturday afternoon your mom.