I never figured I could cum again but I started to feel it boiling up in my groin. Becky thrashed wildly, twisting my cock back and forth as I began t... spurt into her. I didn’t thrash, I just fell back and crashed. I was really beat, but I rarely felt better. We all had a short nap before rising and heading for the shower. There was no sex this time, just washing and rubbing soap all over each other. We dressed and headed for dinner at the country club. We sat at a corner table with Rachel and. I groaned, my entire body convulsing at the naughty idea. My eyes rolled back into my head. I groaned, thrusting so hard, ramming my girl-dick hard and fast into my sister's pussy as Ms. Marcie fucked my asshole just as hard.My bowels ached and throbbed, taking her big futa-dick reaming me. Pleasure shot from my asshole to the tip of my girl-cock, passing through my boiling pussy. Juices flooded down my thighs, coating my flesh in my enticement as my body drank in the two different. I poured us all a drink and put on some chilled and sexy music. Rob and I both sat on the sofa and Diana came and sat on a stool to the side of me. I could see she was unsure about how we were going to start things off, so I started to kiss her and gestured for her to come and sit on my lap, on the sofa. She did so and we kissed some more, my hands stroking her arms and neck. After leaving us a while Rob slowly joined his hand to things and stroked her thigh. I moved Diana off my thigh and she. Yeah. They were going to be the next Rockefeller by watching CNBC. The new economy. The new era. New technology. What total shit. The fundamentals never change, they haven’t in over 500 years. Go back to the law of supply and demand. Look at history, that’s where you will find the truth about the ‘new economy’. But no one was listening. After torturing herself with CNBC and cold coffee for an hour, Burnside noticed it was light outside. Time to walk the dog. Old Maynard was on the back porch..