Once at full stiffness, Molly rode me for at least a half hour, halting a couple times to enjoy body shaking orgasms before my final cum of the evenin... spawned her final one as well. All of us afterwards luxuriated in the post orgasm bliss along with and more profoundly the culminating exhaustion of a weekend of marathon sex."I want you to drop me off at home." Moi aussi," said Fanny."Okay," I answered."No objections?" asked Molly without malice."I understand," I said. "We've been nearly. I could see that this could quickly turn into another failure. I hadn't tried to ignore her. If anything, it was Shirley going out of her way to avoid being where I was. We hadn't really spoken to each other much since I'd left the clinic."Is this really how you want to use this time, Shirley? Having another fight? I'm willing to sit here with you and we can talk about why you're angry. We can talk everyday on the phone, and you can tell me how you feel. I had to go through that with Joyce too.. ‘Mum happened.’ ‘Of course. Where’s your suit?’ It was quite a stark contrast, those two in their smart suits, David and I in our jeans and hoodies. David only chuckled. ‘I’m not on an internship.’ ‘Are you sure?’ Darren continued. ‘Not unless you’re paying me. Fucking slave labour.’ Even Zack finally cracked a smile, and Darren leant against the desk beside him. There was even more chatter. Holy shit, these men could talk for days. I just wanted to get out and explore. The office phone rang. "Well, what do you think of your husband now, Vicki?" Oh my God!" Vicki wailed in undisguised misery. "Oh, my God, my God!" She leaned back against Eric almost without realizing it, while her mind fought to accept the reality of what she was seeing."Do you know what's happening in there, Vicki?" Eric asked softly, his voice almost hypnotic now. "That's your husband and my wife, and they're making love--oral love, the best kind of love. Your husband and my wife, Vicki..." No! God, no, no, no!".