Still do know why though. Anyway, grandma would look after the k**s and my wife would stay there also for a while until she was healed up and I was to...drive back and pick everyone up.I had to drive her to her mother’s and return the same day, making a six-hundred mile plus trip. Beth of course could not stay there so had to ride home with me, just the two of us on the return trip.Now Beth was not the prettiest gal in town. She was short, brown hair, dark eyes and a ready smile. Her face was. Kim slinked over and gave me a dynamite kiss and a hug. Then Sandy did the same. Judy sashayed over, threw her arms around me and planted one of those kisses that I live for squarely on my lips. As she broke the kiss, leaving me out of breath, she said "Greg, we want to show you how much we appreciate all you've done for us and the squad." She then led me to my chair at the head of the table and held it for me as I sat down.Kim turned off the lights and left the room aglow in candlelight. Sandy. Of course as a girl myself, we knew this from day one, we are horny buggers and love a good rodgering, and giving a good blow-job, it's society that tries to make us what we are not.In boarding school, we cut favors with staff, in return for illicit sex, partly for freedoms, but more for our own satisfaction, I was a horny teen and gave it away for the feeling of having one inside.Getting out at weekends, usually meant joining a queue, to give the gate-man a blow-job, he never ejaculated, he. While she worked on his cock she used one hand to heft his balls and roll them around in her hand, they felt really big tonight. With his finger pumping and agile tongue and lips working her sweet pussy she was ready to pop in a short time. She could tell he was also. The way his dick throbbed in her mouth, she could feel his balls tightening and then the first wad of cum filled her mouth followed quickly by several more.Sara swallowed all she could but some leaked out running down the corner.