Theirs would have stacked up nicely. Jane waved her hand at a pair of huge chairs covered in thick maroon leather and gracefully settled into one of t...em. She crossed her ankles. I sat down. I had my clipboard, and some blank pages."Well, here we are," she said airily.Daphne breezed into the room through another door, with a silver platter. When she set it down the first thing I thought of was Kent and Lisa, the nudists, who had served me squirrel food on a silver platter. No squirrels were. “Can you think of a better way?”She couldn’t. But what he suggested was something she had never done. Never even considered that she could do, or would do.“I’m not sure. Maybe that’s going too far.”“You asked me a question. I’ve answered. You asked me…you actually said, I wonder if we could ever come/cum together?”“That was a rhetorical question,” she replied.“Me jacking off in the bathroom and cumming while we texted each other. That wasn’t rhetorical. When I shot my load with you on the other. When we came across the railway bridge it looked theideal place to shelter under, but as we approached it so did a trainheading north. We froze, knowing that movement makes you easier to spot,hoping the train would swiftly pass over the bridge.It did not.We heard the thunk of a signal coming down, then watched the train slowand come to a halt, the locomotive and both carriages on the bridge, thegoods van over land. There was a loud hiss as the engineer let off someof the steam that had built up. The more she smeared the harder her and Nancy laughed. Finally I said “enough already”And Sandy said, “Baby needs to be cleaned up now, messy baby”So she and Nancy cleaned me up and I said I needed a beer, Nancy was up like a shot and into the kitchen she went and back.We all laid back and watched TV for a while, however it was short lived and fun and games cranked back up, Nancy and Sandy got into a 69 and after both climaxed, I slide into Sandy and filled her again, then I ate Nancy wet.