We finally had all the bags, and dirty laundry moved into the house. Steve was on his way home, none the wiser of what Brad and I had done practically...under his nose. We made a pot of coffee, and the three of us sat at the kitchen table with our private thoughts about this year’s vacation and the future.I would have to make some room in my bathroom and bedroom for Brad to keep a few things he might need in the morning. Barb and Jake would be home after closing up the camp in a few weeks. I had. "Taste it." With her head spinning, Barbi smeared her finger over the thick glob of pre-cum that had seeped from his prick. She brought it to her quivering lips and shuddered."It's delicious," she moaned. "God... So delicious." She licked her finger clean and shook."Wait 'til he's squirting his jizz in your mouth," Mona sighed. "You'll go out of your mind."Barbi swallowed hard, imagining the horse spurting his cum into her mouth. "I'll choke to death," she panted."No you won't," Mona assured. That started a little competition between the two women. I enjoyed taking every picture. The final straw was when Mom and my wife went into a college bar, stripped naked, and posed with six every handsome young men. Not to be outdone six college girls exposed their breasts for a picture with the two old chicks. Shortly after that we were thrown out of that bar and went home for some more sex and to submit a set of flashing pictures on the Internet.The next day we saw the first two sets posted. Being in the mountains between San Jose and Santa Cruz meant there was no radio reception. All Carl could do was sit behind the wheel and replay the events of the previous night in his mind.The night before played through Carl's mind in a rush. It was like a recording playing way too fast. He struggled to focus on a single event, sight or sensation. As moment after moment played through his memory he kept muttering "Wow." "Shit." "Wow."He was headed to a diner in San Jose that was a frequent.