”“Magical.”“Precisely.”“I’ve got to...”“Pee?”“Umm ... yeah.”“You first. I’ll follow.”I moved the sheet off us, then clim...ed onto him and stretched out.“Mmm-mmmmm.”“You’re pressing on my bladder, which is something that I don’t need.”I grinned at him, then made my way to the bathroom.We showered together until the water began turning cool. I dried him; he returned the favor. He helped me change the sheets.Dad was brushing my hair out in the kitchen when the “women” returned a bit before 10. As. We fucked more than I would have imagined my 40-something body capable of. We tried things neither of us had any idea would work (some didn't, but oh the fun of trying). I swear, if I were twins I couldn't have been in more positions than I was that night. Thank god she was young, flexible, and lubricious (in all senses of the word).Intimacies having escalated to a point we almost couldn't exceed, we naturally cooled off over the next few weeks. But we did manage to screw, maybe for lunch or as. I have only had a chance to speak to him once. Pete, my manager, is impressed with his automotive knowledge. It's unusual to find that much expertise in one so young. Tell me about him." John is intelligent. His father, Jonathan, was into building hot rods, but not very successfully and sometimes to the detriment of feeding and supporting us. He left me three years ago. John immediately signed up for auto shop as soon as he was eligible in high school. He received straight A's all the first. While Diane kissed her, Anita reached down between them and pulled up her plaid skirt. She bunched the material up between their naked crotches, and stroked Diane's blonde cunt-mound.Diane gasped. Her friend had never touched her that way before. No one had ever touched her that way before. Intense sensations shot through her and she licked Anita's neck, her lust rising to new heights."Then," Anita said, her voice strangely husky, "I reached down and took hold of his prick with both of my.