Maybe even more than you realize. But I'll just have to work those things out. Give me some time." Oh, I will. I'm so happy, Ben," she said as tears f...ll down her cheeks."Don't cry, Beth, things will work out for us, I promise." No, Ben, I'm not sad, I'm happy."About then, I hear Lori call from downstairs that Mom should be getting home soon, so we jumped up and dressed and went downstairs."Um, you two have red faces and need to comb your hair a bit. Ben, why don't you get the trash ready to. I finished in the bathroom and headed to make some breakfast. Suzie had gone back to snoozing holding on to Trish. I love to cook and had a reasonable semblance of breakfast ready by 8:00. A little racket and the smell of it had the women waking. Suzie was first there giving me another good morning kiss. A lot of tongue action was foretelling of things to come. Trish came into my line of vision and then my arms once Suzie left for the food.She was warm, wet and willing then we heard. Butt squeeze. Milk. Try to turn. Butt squeeze. Bowl. Turn squeeze spoon.“Thank you very much!” She kissed me when I finally turned. She had her lip between her teeth, and enough kinetic energy springing out of her muscles to sink Halifax into the harbor.“Go pee, shower, everything.” She stepped out of the way and pointed. “I’ll make breakfast.”“Nooo...” Zombie Sam refused. She staggered out of bed. “Need peeing. Need cook breakfast. Max terrible.”“What? Why would I be terrible? I’ve never. This was the first time my husband had made me squirt and I could see the look of pride and satisfaction etched into his face as I panted frantically, squirming endlessly at the sensational orgasm.As the orgasm subsided, I placed my heels onto the floor of the makeshift stage and rose from the chair. The double headed dildo was still inserted into the holes it was designed for. The slightest movement of walking was an enjoyable sexual sensation I never expected. I winked at the guys and turned.