Ken looked around, seeing they were the center of attention and a grin split his face."Tell you what, you want to suck my dick while I think about it,...go right ahead," he said, turning so he was facing out on the bench, leaning his elbows back on the table top behind him. "Maybe that will shut you up long enough for me to think."Jenna looked around the room, realizing she was the center of attention. She blushed, but Jake could see the desperation in her eyes from across the room. "What's made. “Some guys actually find getting a blow job more satisfying than fucking.”“Why’s that?”“When you fuck, unless she’s on top, you are controlling the thrusting. With a blow job, you are completely defenceless and she controls all the action.”“Another thing, when you’re fucking Abby or any other girl, the size of their tits is somewhat important.”“What do you mean?”“The rule of thumb is the larger the girl’s tits, the less attention you give them when fucking. Otherwise, the girl might think. Ali was upset that Angela had made her go into my room, and was teasing her for it. When Angela picked dare, Ali quickly said she dared Angela to go into my room, and touch my penis for 10 seconds. Angela laughed, Jenny started arguing, and I smiled in the dark. The alcohol was making Angela brave, as she said it was no problem, and told Ali her dare was so easy she would put my dick in her mouth for ten seconds just to prove a point. There was a little bit of arguing, and much to my approval,. And two hours later, to sleep.And Thursday was much the same, except dinner as a little family-run restaurant for just me and my Kim, and we got home to have the evening to ourselves[d7].We were in bed early, for purely recreational purposes, and after an energetic and very satisfying hour and a half, we were laying naked, satiated, Kim was glowing, and we were talking about things.Friday came. The swim. Showers[d8]. Kim said, "You wanna see if Aunt Jen wants to come eat with us?" What about.