There was baked chicken & rice with steamed yellow squash & zucchini. She’d also served a pan of her scratch-made brownies. The two fellows hit the ...ighway and made it back to Andrea’s house by 6:30 p.m.“How did it drive,” inquired Andrea.“She’s a sweet ride. How much you want for it?”“What are you offering?”“I don’t know,” the man who spent 24 years in the Air Force stroked his goatee.“My brother-in-law looked it up. He thinks we can 40.”“Thousand?”“Yeah, but that would mean excellent. Right as I had bent down to look for the spare, the door opened and there stood my father, wearing nothing but his boxer shorts. "Out for a run?" He asked, looking at me expectantly, almost nervous of something. "Just like every morning." I grinned back, walking through the thresh hold of my home. As I passed my father, his hand brushed my nipple. I looked down and noticed his erect penis, and I could see the porn paused on his laptop in the living room. My initial reaction was to back away,. When she dropped it to the floor, she saw that Heather and Beverly were quickly undressing as well. Lois’ shorts slid down her legs and she was turning toward the bed when she felt a hand on her back.“Let’s get real comfortable,” Heather said, as her fingers opened Lois’s bra strap.Lois didn’t resist as Heather removed her bra. Nor did she resist when she felt Heather’s slim fingers inside the waistband of her panties just before they slipped past her hips. She looked over her shoulder and saw. She then got a pained look on her face. "Oh! Uumm, Jim, I will honor our bargain. You can have me any time you like, but if it is alright with you, can we do something else the next time? I am so sore, I'm not sure I can walk."Her soreness was quite understandable. I had to push quite hard to break through her hymen and take her virginity last night. Then just a few minutes ago, I gave her the hard pounding sex she had asked for. She had said, "Jim, pound me like you mean it." It's no wonder.