Occasionally she would just wait for it, letting it slap against her face. Put off my stride for a moment I stopped thrusting, which got an immediate ...eaction from Valerie,“What are you doing ?, don't stop now. I want your cum !!”. Not giving her a chance to speak further I rammed back into her hard, knocking the air out of her. Gina giggled beneath us and carried on giving my balls a tongue bath. Wanting to change the pressure and sensations on my cock I quickly pulled out. Before Valerie. Ok, my aunty and Beth might disagree a bit, but they also had their hands full. They had decided to move close to us AND help the poor girl who had been found in the same sex-house with Lily. I guess she considered me as more or less a finished project, and now she wanted another one, or ... she was just an old softy! Of course, she would still kick my ass if I ever said that out loud; though the thought of teasing her about that brought a dim smile to my face."Adorable, aren't they?"My. They were three generations of women. I guessed the oldest to be somewhere between fifty-five and sixty-five, give or take a decade, for the sake of their ragged appearance and apparent homelessness. The oldest looked me over even as I looked them over, and asked, “Is it safe? We’ve not been safe for days and days and days...” That was when I saw her eyes in the light of a street lamp. I decided that she was exhausted. They all three were exhausted, freezing, scared, and obviously out of. A utility pole had fallen diagonally across the street, narrowly missing my car in the driveway. A wire was sputtering and emitting blue sparks where it contacted a puddle in the street. I pulled my cell phone out of my shirt pocket and punched in 911. ‘911, what’s your emergency.’ ‘Utility pole down, blocking the street. Live wire making sparks, out in the middle of the street.’ ‘Your address?’ ‘1564 Island View Drive, in Madison.’ ‘Thank you, sir. Is anyone injured?’ ‘No, not that we can.