So, back to the present. I was house-sitting for my parents and Christina was staying most nights with me and we were fucking all over the house. We e...pecially loved fucking out by the pool, sometimes in the bright sunlight, sometimes in the shade, sometimes with her legs dangling in the water as I stood at just the right water depth to line my cock up perfectly with her pussy. It was a morning full of sunshine and sex with us out in the pool, Christina laying down with her legs dangling in the. ”“Maybe.”“Did it work?” Vanessa asked.I shrugged. I do that a lot. Had you noticed? “I don’t know. Not yet. Guess we’ll have to wait and see.”“Why today?” asked Imogen. “What made you go today?”I sighed. “It’s her birthday. Or would have been. If she hadn’t ... You know.”“Oh, Paul!” said Vanessa. She put her hand on my leg and squeezed gently. “Why didn’t you say something?”“Because then you would have cancelled your trip—”“Of course, we would have cancelled it,” said Imogen.“—and that wouldn’t. This ring was special as it had a little protrusion that looked like a head of a snake. Oh my! I thought to myself, this ring can drive my clit nuts! His balls were big and were enclosed by a tight fitting scrotum. His balls were positioned up close to his belly and were placed forward, hardly swaying when he walked. His cock was long and slightly engorged. It curved forward and downward resting along the dent between his balls. He had absolutely no body hair except on his head. I instantly. She spent a few minutes wandering around the downstairs turning off lights. The clock in the kitchen read 11:08. That late already? Chloe decided she would take a quick shower and try to go to bed. She'd been staying up past 2 AM every night while her parents were out of town, but it was a bad habit to be in.Chloe walked up the stairs. She could hear the low snore of her father as she passed their bedroom, muted by the closed door. Chloe could see a red glow emanating from her bedroom,.