I didn't want to move. I was exhausted, but in the best way possible. When I opened my eyes, Erika had poured herself more wine and was drinking it, s...iling wickedly."Think you can do me?" she asked.I revived quickly. "Oh, yes," I said. "I'm going to make you scream."I kissed and fondled her, worshipping those incredible breasts with mouth and tongue, kissed her all over, and eventually buried my head between her legs. I licked and sucked and caressed from pure instinct, and before long I felt. Why was she so excited. We blew out some candles.Then her arms went around my neck and she planted a hot kiss on my lips. I trembled as her tongue darted into my mouth. An “oohing” rose around us from all our friends from high school who'd graduated last month like us.My cheeks were burning while my cock throbbed in my panties, cut to fit a futa-cock. With thousands of my half-sisters coming of age across the United States this summer, they were needed.Jen broke the kiss, a big smile on her. The air bags and seat belts had done their job admirably. The lady and the young girl had resumed alertness and were sitting up but still dazed by all that had happened. Grace, Kim and I went over to the two on the ground and introduced ourselves."My name is Arthur Sherwood, this is my wife Grace and my daughter Kim. Are you okay?" I think we are fine Mister Sherwood; I am Nicole Boudreaux and this is my daughter Rene'." What happened to make you be going so fast?" The accelerator stuck on my. Agreed?"The kids looked at each other and I looked at my wife but she looked almost normal, but she avoided my eyes while she stood and shed her clothes first of all."See, it's nothing!" she said reassuringly.I glanced over at my wife when she again sat down. I didn't have to look for long though, I was intimately, very intimately familiar with her body, from the perky little tits, the slightly bulging stomach, sloping down to her blond haired pussy, the thin, rather small pussy-lips that.