They had moved back in with her parents who were wealthyand retired. Jennifer and the girls had the house to themselvesmuch of the time as her Mom li...ed to travel, and if her Momwanted something, her Dad usually went along with it.It was an early summer morning and Jennifer lay in bed thinkinghorny thoughts as she lazily stroked her nipples. As she tweakeda little harder at one of them, it elicited a moan. She neededto be properly fucked by a man, but her parent's house was so farout in the. She bobbled aroundgasping for air after each thrust on her end. Until finally I couldn'tcontain myself and I sprayed my cum all over her face. Sarah retorted ina shocked demeanor as cum dripped from her face. "What the fuckhoney...my fucking face...really?" Sarah exclaimed angrily. She stormedoff upstairs slamming the door behind her. Guess I'm on the couchtonight.********************************************The next few days were hard; alone with the thoughts swirling through myhead. What had. Afterwards we went out of the huge wrap-around porch of the ancient house and sat in the provided rocking chairs. Tom had a flask of decent single malt, and the women had what they proclaimed an excellent red wine, while I remained quite happy with a huge steaming mug of hot Mexican chocolate. Tom and I chatted about odds and ends like our work histories, hunting, and fishing. Neither of us could follow what our wives were discussing, yet one thing was plain – they had hit it off very well. . Scott opened the cooler and pulled out two Coronas, luckily still ice cold as they were when we bought them earlier. He then sliced the lime that he had bought and handed me a beer. We sat down on the blanket and just enjoyed the moment. Other than the sound of a few cars passing by on the highway behind us, it was silent except for the crash of the waves. We clinked our bottles together and drank thirstily. ‘Is there anything more perfect than watching a beautiful sunset like that with a guy.