“Hi, Rick.”“Hello, Otterly,” Rick said glancing over at Digit.Sherry said, “Hello, Mother.”Not bothering to return the greeting, Sherry’... mother said, “I don’t know why you are insisting on this. I taught Otterly all she needs to know on how to fix a car.”“You taught Otterly how to fix a car?” Sherry asked flabbergasted by the idea of her mother teaching anyone how to fix a car. This was like hearing that the Incredible Hulk had taken up knitting.“Yes.”“I don’t believe it,” Sherry said.Her. I dunno, it's just one of those shitty situations I think.''And then some, ' she agreed. 'I wish I had some wise words. Has she tried to talk to you? How long ago was it?'I pushed the last of my spinach around the plate, 'I think a few months. I dunno. Feels like just yesterday. She tried to call me, but of course I didn't want to talk to her. I've just been running around acting like a fool trying to keep my mind clear. It's worked a bit, but you know, I just haven't felt like me.?However, I. The next night we were lying on bed in the earl evening watching TV (I don't remember what) when we again got frisky, a little foreplay and licking Ali out, sucking on her insanely perfect breasts again. She lay on her back as I entered her with my rock hard cock and as I began to thrust away, all the memories from the previous night came back, especially my first ever blow job and how beautiful and perfect it was, and then after the loud sound of slapping crotches and her wet bushy pussy. Rebecca leaned back with her pussy over the edge of the bed. I could see her pussy glisten with moisture. I was close enough to hear her breathing increase as Dave's tongue started at the opening to her pussy and lick up to her mound. She threw her head back with a soft moan. This seemed to make Dave feel more confident in what he was doing because he buried his face in her pussy and I could imagine his tongue going deep inside her. She looked down at him long enough to take the crop and give.