I wanted to eat, but I wanted to have that talk with my father even more. I needed to find out just what he was up to.After I was dressed and seated i... my place in the kitchen, my mother brought me some corned beef, boiled potatoes, and cabbage, which just happened to be one of my favorite meals. I didn't try to start the conversation with my father. I knew if I dug in and started eating, he'd get around to explaining whatever he thought I needed to know. I hadn't finished squashing down my. " I stood up and walked over to the sofa as I watched him shift his ass to the edge of the sofa and spread his legs wide apart to give me access. I kneeled down between them and began sucking him. His partner kneeled down behind me and began rubbing my ass cheeks and playing with my cock. He spread my legs a little bit wider and moved his head down between them and began sucking my cock. I could look down and watch him while still sucking his partner and it was exciting. After a few. Wet enough for my cock, I decided, so just as I did with Rozia I started to push into Bess. As I did so Bess parted her thighs further to let me in."Rozy, what've you been doing with him, is his dick getting fatter? God I need this, haven't been fucked for weeks!"Rozia laughed "We sistas need to help out!" Fuck, it's helping me out. White Boy you just keep it way inside now, none of this short stroke stuff."Never mind all that, I was at the unload point all the time and these two knew it! There. . or ... did he? Maybe it would be better just to play along ... let him think everything was fine ... enjoy his companionship ... try to have fun with him. Maybe sex was less important ... maybe what really mattered was the friendship she was developing with him. Perhaps she could explain later ... or maybe ... after a couple of times ... t he problem would fix itself on its own. Ruthie then thought about Dr. Hartman ... maybe the counselor could come up with an idea or a suggestion...Ruthie's.