He knelt down beside her. “Come on, honey girl, let’s go into the front room. You need to tell us all about it,” he said.In the front room, the ...ood was dark, and no one was sitting, not yet at any rate.Abigail was pacing back and forth in front of the coffee table and literally wringing her hands. The table itself was almost an antique. It had belonged to an uncle, one who’d been a ball turret gunner on a B-17 that went down over France during War II; the story was that his plane was blown out. I had waited all day to fuck her and I fell asleep quite happy.In the morning I awoke refreshed while they both had hangovers. They just lay there on their backs with their eyes closed as I pulled the covers down exposing their nude bodies.Christie reached down between her legs and felt my left over cum dried onto her pubic hair then she asked, “Did you fuck me last night?”I reached for one of her tits and replied, “Yup. I just couldn’t resist. You looked so good lying naked in my bed last. Her nervousness and reluctance had somehow vanished. She seemed almost eager and happy to get started on her weekly "chore".Jenny knelt before me. I'll never get tired of seeing that. She unzipped my pants. My cock was already hard. It practically jumped out, almost hitting her in the face."Mmmm," she said. "You're ready for me tonight."She began sucking my cock eagerly."Why don't you get comfortable?" she said. "Take your shirt off for me."I pulled off my shirt as she went back to sucking my. As she covered she caught herself groping her left nipple. As soon as she caught herself she stopped quickly. She pulled down her panties, her cleanly shaven pussy now exposed. She put the panties into the bag. She was now naked. It gave her a buzz, she had a book on her Kindle about girls who liked to streak around there place of work and he had always wanted to do it with her school but her shyness had always told her to think reasonably. She opened a locker and put her clothes into it. She.