His physical stamina, something that Tin was ready to label as inhuman, was just as much mental as physical. With so many lifetimes’ worth of experi...nce, he knew how to work through the pain. He had felt the anguish of exertion enough times to learn how to ignore it. He couldn’t perform any dramatic feats of strength like some kind of superhero, but he knew how to properly oxygenate his blood for the maximum output and knew how much strength his muscles could exert without suffering detrimental. The ladies concentrated their caresses on my flaccid cock, Fanny's cunt saturated with both of our spendings became my repast. Once at full stiffness, Molly rode me for at least a half hour, halting a couple times to enjoy body shaking orgasms before my final cum of the evening spawned her final one as well. All of us afterwards luxuriated in the post orgasm bliss along with and more profoundly the culminating exhaustion of a weekend of marathon sex."I want you to drop me off at home." Moi. The good sign was that Emily had made a bit of effort by doing her hair and make-up and wearing a nice tight top and smart jeans. I had a feeling she thought that Anthony was sexy but wasn’t sure how far she might go.The meal in a nice local Italian restaurant went well and we encouraged Emily to have a couple of glasses of wine, which she seemed to enjoy and loosened her up a bit more.Anthony teased her gently about not having a boyfriend and being out with two guys in their 40s.“Well I don’t. “So, do you want to work out with me? Might be fun,” she said.“Nah,” Dean said, rinsing his hair.“Ooh, there’s a new Italian restaurant I’d like to try. Can I take you to dinner?”“No thanks.”“Alright,” Monica sighed. She left the bathroom and paced around in the garage.“I can do this. I have to be firm, I’m his mother, but not pushy or uncompassionate,” Monica thought. “I’ll just tell him to join me tonight on the couch. Baby steps. We’ll watch a movie or just sit there. I could read or.