“Like we said, we haven’t talked about a date yet. Probably next summer,” Mr. Hillman said.“Are you two going to have a big wedding, Mr. Hillm...n?” I asked.“First of all, please call me Larry. It seems way too formal for you to call me Mr. Hillman.”Nodding, I said, “Would it be okay if I called you Dad?”“Yes, in fact it would make me very happy. To answer your question, I don’t know how large the wedding will be. I think it best if I leave it up to Fran,” Mr. Hillman said. “What do you. He works Monday through Friday and is away from the house from six am till six pm those days. I'm a stay at home wife and I have eight full hours a day to do what ever or who ever I please. That's the time our son is away at school. I try and have at least one encounter each day. Most of the time its with just one guy but having two at once isn't anything strange.It would be safe to say that I have been fucked every weekday since we married . One evening I was thinking about how much seaman I. Aahhhh.....whooo...whooooo....uuummm." Stunned, Nancy felt her body responding one more time around one more cock. Pinned to the floor of the limo, she squirmed under the pounding she was getting, hoping it lasted long enough to pull the trigger on her orgasm. "Aaahhhh! Nnnuuuuaaagggg! Unh, unh, ah, hah, hha, ooooooo, AAAAAAAHHH." It did, and she was glad. ["You slut! You better not be wearing it out! Yee Haa!" Nancywas sure Bob's voice had flipped] No, that was her. Ron had pulled out just. His 15-year-old mind was in no way prepared for this moment.When he came to Jenny’s house while her parents were at work, Ron was sure he was in for some heavy petting. This went way past anything he had expected.Finding his voice, he gasped “Jenny!”Smiling, the brown-haired girl said, “Well, are you going to join me?”Still stunned at finding his girlfriend nearly naked, Ron just stammered insensibly, unable to move.Smiling at the young man, Jenny stood up from her bed, unashamed by her.