I washed up quickly, and prepared the pizza for serving. I looked over at my young charges. Beth was still recovering on top of the table, her arm cov...ring her eyes, as Mary leaned her head on her arms, her body still bent over the table. “Okay, ladies,” I called out, “time to eat.” I threw each of them a kitchen towel and they wiped off their collective girl cum, which seemed to be everywhere, not that that was a bad thing! The pizza seemed to revive the girls. Their recuperative powers were. Besides, that gave him two hours of alone time with Lori, helping her clean and grocery shop.“Hey! What are you doing?” Dill was talking to Jake, who had turned the living room’s overhead lights off. The light from the fireplace wasn’t enough to see if they were going to play board games.Rarely did Lori take Jake’s side over Dill’s, so he was surprised when his mom did, “Actually, it’s sort of nice. It makes the room feel cozy.” She then added, in a sultry voice, “Makes me feel sexy”.All three. My wife, Michelle, and I talked with Albert and Anita about taking trips to the major cities in our area since we always have fun when we're together.They asked us if we would like to join them on this trip, explaining that it was unplanned, and they couldn't afford to do more than get there and head home. We had no actual plans for the weekend, so we agreed to go.Anita warned us that she couldn't guarantee we'd have a bed at the motel where she had made reservations. We told her that we would. I wantedthe rest of his cum inside me. I wanted him to finishinside me, to fuck me deeply instead of in and out.Almost as if he could read my mind, I felt himchange. Instead of trying to jerk it out and thrustit back in, he began thrusting lower and deeper,pushing his cock deeper and deeper into me with eachhard thrust. I thrust back just as hard making surehe wouldn’t accidentally pull it from me again. Iwanted it. I needed it. Deeper, he thrusts and Ithrust back… he thrusts.