"Don't you think he's learned a lot, though?" I guess so. He can sure fuck better than he can talk!" Both girls cracked up. Abby led the way down into...the yacht. It was really still her father's yacht, but they were allowed use while he was in jail. Mother had made certain of plenty of clauses in the divorce proceedings. She and her girls would be well taken care of. When Abby and Vicky got tired of the yacht they'd just go back to the estate. It belonged to Florence now. And they'd take Kevin. He pushed in inch by inch in my tight hole as mom held my legs apart. It hurt but felt very good too. Mom told him six inches was enough the first time. He then pushed in and out fucking me slow but steady and i had my first orgasm. After a few minutes he filled my hole with cum. Mom then told him that when he was ready she wanted him to fuck me again and more cock each time. That night he fucked me four times and finally had all his cock in me balls deep. He also sucked my tits and told mom I. It’s worth it, to watch a pro.’ She really was good. If not for that silly law, she might have been able to play all night on one quarter. She was totally into the game, bouncing from side to side, cheering, cursing, and having a grand old time. Too soon they were both out of quarters. She was breathing heavily, beaming, her face was glowing. For her, pinball was good exercise. ‘So, Kelly,’ he said, tentatively, ‘I’m out of quarters, but I think I’ve got enough bills for two ice cream cones on. Cee Cee, modest as she was in some ways, had a flair for dressing. She was always the one wearing something a little bolder that most folks might. She loved color and fun shoes and was almost always the one envied for her style. Tonight, she was wearing an elegant, long sleeved black top. The buttons started low and would have been somewhat risqué no matter the material. Except for her collar and cuffs, this material was sheer. Her breasts, not quite those of her younger friends, topped.