Roz fell forward in a heap, breathing raggedly into my neck. I could feel the last spasms of her body, as she slowly came back to earth. My cock was c...mpletely spent and I could feel it quickly deflating and slipping slowly from Roz’s, now used and dripping pussy. I could not help but continue to caress her ass, and hips as she came back to reality. ‘Damn Pops, can anyone join this party or are you done?’ my son Jeremy’s voice said from behind Roz! I looked up to see Jeremy standing a few feet. I want it to be fun too." He gave her a hug. "Best we get inside. I bet old Mrs. Arkroyd over the road is having a field day speculating as to what you're doing here on my doorstep with a case. I haven't brought many ladies home since Lisa left. Come on in. I'll give you the grand tour of your new home." He picked up Stephanie's case. "You got the kitchen sink in here?" he laughed as he lifted it inside."And this is our bedroom." Stephanie noted that the bed was made and most things were put. Both halves of the Old Firm were very tribal with a rivalry going back over a hundred years. That usually meant a packed crowd of fifty or sixty thousands and a highly charged atmosphere, much of it fuelled by religious bigotry and sheer hatred of the other side.Today was altogether different. There was no animosity anywhere in the ground and an almost carnival atmosphere prevailed. As he took his time to look round the crowd, Jamie couldn't help smiling in satisfaction. It had been a good idea. My friend starts to get turned on from the conversation. She cracks the window to let the summer wind blow inside. The wind feels like a soft caress against her body. She begins to lift her dress up around her thighs.While Mike talked about the things that turns him on in bed. How he would love to have a threesum on day. If I would ever go for that. Now my friends fingers find their way to her scantily covered pussy. She can feel the heat coming from the slit and she slides her fingers deep.