Porter climaxed and slowed to a stop. Linda came one last time and moaned, "I can't take it anymore!"She fell away and I was able to gasp for air. She...curled up near my head on the quilt and gently stroked my hair affectionately. I lay there gasping and panting with Mr. Porter's cock still buried in my ass and the vibrator still going to town in my pussy. I finally had to plead with him to take the vibrator out of me, or at least shut it off. I couldn't take it anymore.He chuckled at the. I go get a step ladder and some tools as I start locating the stud in the ceiling she says she is going to take a shower, I am game as her bathroom is close and knowing she is naked washing her amazing body just down the hall excites me. I locate the stud and get this eye hook hung. She gets done about the time I am getting finished putting everything away. she is in a bathrobe and my mind starts wondering, like 90% of the time, thinking of things that get me in trouble. I ask what the hell. “Lansakes!” she said followed by, “What are we doin’ here gabberin’. These poor things need to get dry and warm or we’ll be buryin’ them next. Now you go fetch all the towels you can find and lots of warm clothes. It don’t have to be nothin’ fancy just so long as they is dry. Go on now. Move yourself sonny!”Jared jumped to immediately and was back in no time at all with a big pile of towels and all the clothes he could carry. He dumped them all down on the sofa away from the water all over the. I knew then why they were having trouble. Most girls would have trouble with cocks that size unless they were professionals or a natural cock sucker. I would bet Becky could throat it if it was ever offered; she seemed such a natural with the dildos. He was not as long as Jake so I figured him to be at least seven and a half, Jake was a fraction over 8 when he and I were fucking several times a day before I left home over 12 years ago.As I took my turn in the shower I instructed Sly and Becky.