Waves and waves of cum oozed from my body, and Hank happily lapped it up. My body quivered and ached for a while afterwards, I felt a shock leap from...my pussy every few seconds. ‘Hank, that was…wow.’ ‘Would you expect any less from the best?’ he grinned. ‘Of course not! Don’t be silly.’ Before I could get up and leave, I heard: ‘Cough, cough. Uhm, are you really just going to leave me like this?’ Hank motioned at his still rock-hard cock. ‘Oh, Hank, I’m so sorry. Let me fix that.’ I pushed. She was a knock out by any standards but I was surprised that compared to me, she was flat as a board. I think I had little tits like hers when I was twelve. Not that it's that important but since I have a nice set of 36c's, I tend notice these things. My tits are my best assets. Apart from our breast size differences, I think we're about the same size and I was thinking how sharp I'd look in an outfit like hers at the office. Anyway, she seems to have plenty of confidence and charm. I admire. They were considerate enough that, when they were together in my presence, there wasn't a lot of 'huggy-bod' and 'kissy-face' going on but it was very clear that they adored each other. Ramon's family was very close as is the tradition in most Hispanic families. I always wished some of that tradition would rub off on some of their Anglo cousins. Davey, on the other hand, had been flatly rejected by his dad from the moment he admitted he was gay after he was seen holding hands with one of his. " Sure, I'll be there," Brody promised.The evening wasn't as awkward as Brody feared it might be. He drove Ryan over; they had both agreed it was silly for her to rent a car when they were going to the same place. On top of that, he wanted to be alone with her for a little while, hoping he would find the right thing to say and break their impasse.He didn't find it, but Ryan didn't seem to mind. She left everything alone, perhaps realizing that whatever they did need to say couldn't be covered.