The lining crackled with static - I wasn't tolearn until later that a woman didn't normally wear a slip under a lineddress or skirt - as I lowered her...skirt to the ground.As I stood up from that task, she spoke."I felt that, Frilly!"With that, she grabbed little Henry and started to play with him. Firstshe bounced it around in the palm of her hand and then she reachedunderneath and grabbed my sack and squeezed. Oh God! It made me writheand squeal.I knew that rubbing nylon on more nylon would. ......you and Rachel asking..so sweetly...to pleasure me the way...the way you do....you wanted to wear my sperm on your faces...you said you wanted to be decorated..like something glazed, looking so delicious in the glass case of the boulangerie,yes?. and we took all those pictures?..You and her and then me with spunk all over us........... with my spunk on your breasts and cheeks, not quite covering you both, no, I am not superman (laughing) but the afternoon slanted light through that dirty. But she was still sucking. I just basked in the warmth I still felt, breathing deep while my little tart sucked on my manhood. It was an incredible few minutes.I finally came down all the way from my high, and felt my manhood showing signs of life. I lifted my head and opened my eyes. The lights had been lowered, it was a low glow now, just enough to make out features and some colors. I looked down to see Angie hard at work, sucking, kissing and licking my manhood, pausing every bit to tickle. V. so he reaches over, moves the hair from her neck and kisses it. She giggles a bit, but is still watching T.V. Not being able to stand that she is so interested in the program, he reaches down and lightly pokes her in the side until she giggles again. Knowing she is now purposely just being a brat, he plays along and lets her continue watching T.V. He sits up and climbs up onto her, sitting on her butt. He leans over, kisses her back then up to her.