“Seven minutes, fifty seconds. Good job, Mandy!” Good, Sandy thought, I have more time left than I thought. She slowed her pace after the other ma... came and looked up at Robert, who had his eyes shut as he thrust his hips, shoving his cock into her mouth. She tasted more of his precum. She took as much of his cock in as she could, deep enough to kick in her yet-untrained gag reflex. She backed him out until only the tip remained, then tightly nibbled his rim and frenum with her lips stretched. "Danny," he replied with an acknowledgement. At close quarters she looked even lovelier. "Please accept our apologies by sharing a cup of hot coffee and homemade cookies with us," she continued as the two began walking along the shore line in the general direction of where the k**s had gone. He could see a blanket spread on the ground and a food hamper. It reminded him of the times when he and his small k**s to the local park. Those were some good memories of the bygone days."Sure, anything for. I had a question to ask you. Well, I guess it's more like a favor."Ranma wouldn't look her in the eye."Then why'd you come in here? Couldn't it wait until the morning? I'mtrying to sleep, Ranma." Residual grumpiness made her add, "Normalpeople try to sleep at this hour."Ranma shook her head. "N-no, that wouldn't work. I don't want pops oryour dad... or anyone, really... hearin' this."The blanket fell a little as Akane relaxed her grip on it. "Okay, Isuppose." She tilted her head. "So. “I wanna fuck you all the time!”“Yes, Daddy! Fuck me as often as you like,” Tiffy approved.“Oh! I’m gonna.”Rob stayed until well past four o’clock when he figured his wife and youngest two would be getting home. He fucked Tiffy two to three times a week until Tiffy moved to Louisiana to work at an inner city high school.Tiffy was Mister Smith at work, but most students and teachers talked about him behind his back. They called him Miss Smith. A few months into his new job, he was approached by.