Hank began to piston his cock in and out very slowly helping Chanice get used to the size better. Being a lot older and wiser than his sons, Hank, Sr....knew that taking it slow and easy would help him last longer and help Chanice achieve more orgasms. He was right. Chanice had so many orgasms that she stopped counting after the sixth one. She reached up and wrapped her hands around Hank's neck to brace herself for some major fucking. As Hank felt her pussy tightening up more from orgasms and. Just so fucking wonderful.We would rub ourselves through our jeans as we watched the porn but had never gone past that point. We both would take matters in hand later in private. But this time as some girl sucked a huge dick right before our eyes Mike blurted out "Fuck, I can't take it, I need some of that." And rubbed even harder on his hidden manhood."Mike, maybe we can work this out," I told him. Eyeing his prize with a big grin on my face."What are you getting at Tommy?" he asked raising. ”“Do you think there is any way I could be able to talk to you even after the trip?”“Let’s wait until we’re back in Chicago. I’m sure I’ll see you at one of Jesse’s hockey games. We can talk during the game. I don’t want your parents to be upset or nervous. And that means you need to be careful about how you talk to them. I’m not saying don’t ask difficult questions or refrain from challenging them, but be smart about it. If you upset them, they’ll decide I’m a bad influence and then we won’t. I could see you, slowly making your way to the front of the stage. You were looking so mysterious, wearing a long trench coat and a gangster style hat. You kept your head tilted down; your hair was pulled up into the hat. Your hands were in the pockets and all I could see of you was the bottom part of your face and your high heels. As you reached the front of the stage you stopped, the anticipation was filling the room. No one was moving and no one was making a sound. I could see your body.