It didn't take me long to cum. I turned around pulled his shorts down and went to town sucking his balls and dick, licking the precum from the tip of ...is cock. Dad reached around and was finger fucking me. Come over here Donna you slut I'm going to fuck you hard. That's good to hear, just what I needed. Dad took me by the hand & we went over to his lounge chair. He sat down holding his cock up. Sit on my dick you bitch he told me. Gladly I thought. I put my feet back on the chair knees bent for. I think everyone sees this exercise as a break in the monotony, kinda like a field trip to a theme park or something."Ben plopped the tray he carried down on the table, and slid in next to Sandy, who moved over enough to let him in. Sandy didn't move far enough to maintain space between them, though. "Hey, Sergeant Florea, good to see you!"Florea smiled in genuine warmth. "Hey, Ben. Sergeant Brown says I've got pistol cert with you Monday."MSgt Brown acquiesced to Ben and Sandy's claim on the. I'm going to show up and you guys are gonna laugh."Pete: "No bro. As far as I know this is real."John: "Damn."Jerry: "So, bro, you're just going to like do it with us, and, so yeah obviously I've never done anything like this."Greg: "Yeah, me either. Or Jen. So yes, basically we're all going to be together and no holds barred."Jerry: "Really? Like anything?"Greg: "She trusts all of you. So yes, counting on you all to draw the line at an appropriate place, yeah, whatever you want. Her fantasy is. He spent more time groping me than handling the rope. There, are you satisfied?”I snickered, “I am more than satisfied. Thank you.”Chiara chuckled, “His hands are disgustingly sweaty all the time.”I laughed out loud, “It just gets better!”“Are you done now?” Chiara snapped. “Are you interested in meeting Megan, or not?”“Tell me he cried. Please tell me that he cried while he groped you with his sweaty hands. If he didn't cry, you were denied his full bullshit experience, Chiara.”“Ugh! You're.