I think Dale must have cummed in me four times before we fell asleep. He is a very heavy cummer, way more then anyone I have been with. Seems that Dal... likes to keep me well lubed up with his cum as he told me not to wipe it out. I do agree that his cum made getting his fat cock back into me so much more enjoyable. Too bad hubby wasn't around to clean things up. The sheets were covered with our sweat and our juices, mostly from his cum that would gush out of me as his cock slipped out of my now. As the conversation moved on, my brother admitted to my dad that he and I had engaged in sex on a number of occasions. My dad looked at me and I nodded, telling him the entire truth. My brother seemed upset, since his father Shawn had found his cell phone and sent a video, that we had made when we were stoned, to my mom. My dad watched the film and sighed as he always did, but always understanding and always being open minded, then told us that we would have a lot of talking to do when my mom. Finally he roused himself, got cleaned up and went to his room where he dropped exhausted onto his bed and immediately fell into a deep, dreamless sleep. He awoke sometime later hearing his mother calling him to dinner. When he looked at the clock it showed right at six o'clock. He'd been asleep for two whole hours! And then the memory of his experience came thundering back to him and he wondered whether he could go down and face his mother over the dinner table. As the memory washed over him. I’ve got a project due on Wednesday, and stuff I’ve got to get done at my apartment as well, and that stuff has been on my mind.’ After that, he wound up back in the sports conversation, like he was never interrupted. He might be an asshole, but at least he was being an honorable asshole for the time being. And I’d have to watch myself: the girls here are all a bit more perceptive than the guys, and I hadn’t really been taking part in the conversation very much. Joely and Dianne were sure to.