”I kissed her playfully, “The only one to get mad will be Greg, if I don’t get home and help him get everything ready by 8:00.”Sarah giggled, ...��Oh yeah, darn, I gotta be at the office by 7 to put my story about the girls in and get ready for that press conference. Will I see you there?”I knew Dad wanted us to be in disguises, dressed like middle aged State Troopers, complete with lifelike rubber masks and hair.“I don’t know, Sarah. You’re going to be busy and I don’t have any press credentials.. Still, Adam always smiled when he remembered the event, so it wasn't a total loss for everyone.Adam was certain the girls had committed Mary to creating some arcane algorithm that decided who got to sleep where. The beds usually contained seven people (eight on the weekends Erin visited) and they were always arrayed differently. Adam could detect no pattern but he also detected no hostility so he called it a win. The one thing he was almost always certain of was going to sleep with his nuts. I would stay upuntil the wee hours of the night reading and rubbing.And it made some difference in the frustration level.Well, by being exposed to all the different types ofsexual fantasies that you can get from the internet, Iguess I became desensitized to the variations of sexavailable to the human being. So anyway, I read this story about a guy givinghimself a blow job, ( the last one I had from my matewas years ago ) and I tried out the suggestions rightaway. Couldn’t. We lay beside each other catching our breaths. My prick was still inside her basting in our cum juices. Finally, Lillian said, "You left the water running." That was her signal for me to pull out of her so she could do something about the sperm I'd filled her up with."I guess we'll have to shower together to make up for the wasted water," was my response. The bitch looked like she didn't like that idea but she didn't resist when I pulled her to her feet and led her to the bathroom. I think.