But I didn't think other families would be like ours. I was actually excited to go, now. The Christiansens had some really hot daughters."What about t...e guys?" I asked. "What happens if they...you know..."Mom was busy rummaging around the kitchen, but she didn't bat an eyelash. "If they get an erection?"I nodded. "Yeah."She shrugged. "After you've been to a few, it's no big deal anymore. But if it happens, it's polite not to stare or talk about it."Whew, so if I got one, they wouldn't kick me. Well ... programmed the frequency. Same "thingy-setup" in the remote and we had a working door.I had adjusted the weight by stringing up a 70 kilo bag to the door (yes - 70 kilos I'm afraid) and have thus balanced the doors to cater for my weight. I had adjusted the frequency by simply testing it with our next door neighbor for reference. This was actually what took the longest time as I couldn't very well tell him that I wanted our garage door working on his frequency. It was trial an error. He could agree with that, now that they had crossed the line and there was no way back it felt neither weird nor wrong. It was the right thing to do, working her body with his hands and her pussy with his dick and he wished it would never end. His only problem was knowing he wasn't going to last much longer, though Sarah wasn't either. She uttered words no dictionary listed but that were clear to understand, urging him not to stop and when he felt her stiffen up in his arms he intensified his. "Yeah, just like that. Fuck it! Give me that pussy! Come on, bitch. Work at it!" It was clear from his moans and from the increasingly rapid thrusts that the man was going to cum soon. His ass was flying back and forth as he whipped his massive tool into Karin's pussy. His head was thrown back and his mouth was open in a silent cry of pleasure. "Ahhh, fuck it. Fuck it. That's it. Come on, give it to me. Give me that tight pussy. Oh, shit. I'm gonna cum. I'm gonna shoot it. Keep on. Don't stop..