As he released one foot from the confines of her boot and reached for the other one, Sierra sat up and grabbed him around the waist, trailing sweet ho... wet kisses across his stomach, stopping to dip the tip of her tongue into his navel. His hands went immediately for her hair, he wasn’t sure if he wanted to stop her or encourage her maddening exploration. Sierra was a woman possessed. The effort of their loving had left a salty layer of sweat on Garret’s skin that mixed with the wholesome male. He unzipped his trousers and pulled them down to free a modestly-sized cock, devoid of any pubic hair."If you want me," Sarah uttered staring at the erect cock and bit her lip. "Then put a condom on and lubricant." You don't need lube love," Grant replied and Sarah shook her head."Please. I'll be sore otherwise. I got a lot of guys who want something."Bruce reached up and passed his friend a condom and small packet of lubricant which Sarah sensing his nervousness, took from him and slid over. She gave me a quick kiss and released me, turning back to carry on with the vegetables, and I headed upstairs feeling smug and pleased with myself.I mucked around on my computer until I heard Dad come home and then headed down to join them for dinner. While I opened a bottle of wine in the kitchen Dad went upstairs and got out of his jacket and tie and when he returned he climbed on a stook on the dinette side of the Island Bench and we all chatted over a glass until the dinner finished. You're not even acting like yourself at all." Of course, I'm a girl, silly boy." He cupped one of his breasts. "Although they're not as big as Cindy's," he said with a hint of envy in his voice, " but just how many boys do you know with boobies like mine?" He smiled lustily at Jack-in-Bob. "And I must be myself; who else could I be." He was beginning to wonder why he continued wasting his time with him. But, of course he knew the simple answer; Jack was a boy and he was a girl; he wanted Jack.