Yes, I stained her shorts with my cum last night. In the afternoon, I was in the guest room, listening to music on my laptop. Carol then walked in wea...ing a different outfit. She had a long dress that covered her from her shoulders to her thighs. She had no shorts on. "Chris, can I ask you something?" Carol shyly asked."Anything." I said. "What's up?" Can I..." She began to stutter again. "Can I see...yours?" Yours what?" I asked in confusion."Your dick." She said.From there, my heart. We are no sooner dismounted than your girl shouts out, "Can I please have him fill me with his hot cum, too?"You look at me first and I just smile in my response and then you look back at her and reply, "Sure, but only if I get to eat his cum back out of your pussy after we get back to the house."She kisses you deeply and then turns to kiss me as well, finally breaking the kiss and asking me simply, "You ready?"I just nod and smile in response. You lean against the tree and she leans into you. Thinking about Joey and Joe, took me back to two events that changed my life in 1936.We used to start early morning and finish early at the dairy, no shift working around the clock like nowadays. As the last one to leave the dairy office in mid-afternoon on a sunny spring morning, I, Anjie Harris, nee di Angelo, locked up the Conrad Dairy on Jefferson Street and drove my new Ford sedan down to the elementary school to collect my son Joe Junior. We were living well, working hard of course, but. I made great time and soon I was parked out in front of his building.A couple of minutes later, I was entering his apartment. We wasted little time as we went to his bedroom. Jim pulled off his sweatshirt and then removed his sweatpants and underwear. I immediately noticed he had a huge sc**** on his lower left leg. “I had a bad spill on my skateboard last weekend.” Skateboarding? Really? How old are you? “I hope its not bothering you.” I responded. Now naked, he laid down and said “All good,.