She didn’t understand why Jenna would cheat on him. He didn’t deserve it. She turned and opened the refrigerator to avoid looking at the hurt in h...s eyes. “I don’t know anything. She doesn’t confide in me.” “You live with her. You must know something.” She jumped when she felt his hand on her shoulder. “Look at me, Maggie.” She reluctantly turned, shutting the refrigerator. “Dave, please. I don’t—” Without even thinking about it he brushed a stray strand of wet hair from her face. “Don’t want. Just then I heard a car door slam and knew the fun was over. Well, for now it was. We seperated,and as Sandra fixed herself I went to the toilet to adjust myself. My mother and Aunt came in a minute or two later and over a cuppa we all chatted about our respective evenings. When asked what we did, Sandra replied "we had funjust getting to know each other. Finished the crossword and chatted and stuff". I smiled and to change the conversation asked what everyone's plans were for. Maybe a virgin hole or two would be nice.” Sam’s cock had been hard ever since they came into town, the excitement of the hunt almost as exciting as when they get her up in the cabin and have their way with her.“It won’t be that way when we let her loose Monday morning a hundred miles from home.” Michael approved of the pick. “Let’s grab some groceries and a bite to eat. Then we can get ready for Belinda.”Belinda was tired, the end of the week. She worked a four-day workweek, but the ten-hour. May picked up the jar of honey and taking my hardening cock in one hand, she began to drip some honey all over my shaft. Sandra opened up a can of pineapple slices, and slipped them over my cock, all the way to the base. They were split by the time she got them over the head of my cock, so she had to position them with that split hanging under me."Hey... I'm going to get all sticky. And this stuff is cold too." We'll clean you all up. Promise. Besides... you are our dessert you know. Mmmm mmmm.