I really miss you and don't want ta have ta wait that long bus ride ta see ya again." Girl, you wasn't in such a hurry ta see me before now?" Please, ...aby? Can't ya just come by an' pick me up?"It was what he was waiting for. He had every intention of giving her a ride. He just wanted to hear her beg for it first."Yeah, alright; where you goin' ta be at?" I'm downtown by the main bus stop." Girl, if yer already there, then why dontcha jus get on the bus? Damn!" Come on, Cricket. Don't make me. "You could even sleep-over if you'd like." She looked at both of us hopefully.So I called my mom and got permission, and Carl called his, and then the three of us headed for the shower. Stephanie assured us it was big enough for all three of us, and she was right! And, since I was itchy down there, I let Stephanie lather me up and remove the stubble with a disposable razor while Carl looked on. And Stephanie took advantage of that opportunity to study my plumbing, in depth, you might say. And,. I played with her clit for a while making her extra wet as if the gentle scratching earlier didn't already do it. I finally went in to her wet folds and my fingers were overwhelmed with the warmth and the wetness. I gasped at this feeling and so did she. Her face was illuminated by the glow of the kitchen light seeping into her room and I can see her face contorted in pleasure.I had to restrain myself from jumping on top of her body and assuming full control because I knew that anyone can walk. I would be happy to answer your questions about sex."He seemed to calm down, and relaxed a bit."And to answer your question," I continued, "yes, I have had anal sex and continue to have it with your father."The mental image that must be going through his mind right now, picturing his mother and father engaging in such a depraved act, was having a strange effect on him. He was imagining it, and somehow didn't think to hide his erection as he shifted his pants to accommodate it rather than hide.