Just as she did that, I grunted a massive load on to myself.It took us a minute or two to recover. Zee asked "You cum?" I replied "What do you think t...is stuff on my belly is?" We both laughed and kissed towards our cams.It got to a point where we were talking three or four times a week. When she didn't have access to a computer, I set it up so we could make free calls over the internet. Legally, of course. I work in IT and I know a few ways to do that.We'd talk for a couple of hours at a time.. My dad drove my mom and Karen’s parents. Matt drove us this time. I sat in back with Karen and kissed and fondled her lovingly. She wasn’t wearing a bra! We pulled up at the entrance and our parents were standing at the entrance waiting for us. Matt drove up and we both got out and went around to hand our ladies out. Karen and Suzie-Q stopped traffic. They were obviously happy and gorgeous. Their joy was easily seen on their faces. In couples and holding hands, we approached the parents. They. Any argument about me and the younger girls going to Wichita by ourselves? We may not be back until late.”He shook his head. “Not from me. This is home for you. And they’re not the ones with the restricted license; that’s you.” Then he snorted. “Like any police officer in this state is going to mess with you. Go have fun.”After we got back to the house, the four of us got into my truck, and I drove us all down to Wichita. I really did need some more presents for Christmas, but once we were. His boner was four inches long, sad but not freaky short, but the width was priceless, he was a true pencil dick, his cock head looked silly sitting on his thin tube, like a mini tulip. How he dug my verbal abuse, my words cutting like a whip, reducing him to his failures, real and percieved, building him a jones, his excuse to submit fully. The ability of him to cum, untouched, my words driving him to release, how he swayed on his feet, his passion deep, his cum spraying across the room, that.