I'll pick you up say about six?" I don't care. You can come earlier if you want. What are we going to do?" I don't know. You asked. You have anything ...ou want to do?" No. Let's just get a bite to eat and hit one of the hang outs."Sam and Traci both enjoyed seafood so he decided they would go to Red Lobster for supper then move on to one of the student bars near campus. Maybe they would see some of their friends there.The food was good at the Lobster but the visit itself was depressing. It. He was a General officer who understood the importance of lines of communication and supply to the success of his attacks and he made them the priority of his planning in every operation. At least that was the opinion back when I looked at his record in the history books.He also told us of General Grant's future plans that included,"Moving large reinforcing units of the Union Army under the command of the daring General William T. Sherman to attack the Rebel positions at Missionary Ridge."The. Momo, have fun." I reached under the table and pulled out the vibrator, handing it to her like the Olympic torch. It was a smaller version of the neck massager model, battery powered rather than needing an outlet. Knowing Momo, I made sure to stock up on batteries. She took it gratefully, her eyes wide as dinner plates. She pressed the button on the side and the toy activated, a low hum echoing through the kitchen with the rubber head clearly shaking. Not only Momo, Sonja was gazing at the toy. She quickly turned and knelt on the sun lounger on all fours as he got behind her. SMACK!!! His hand smacked her left ass cheek. The pain caused her pussy to contract and more cum oozed out. “Fuck me,” she begged. She pressed her face into the cushion of the sun lounger and pushed her ass high into to air, offering him both her slut holes.SMACK on the other cheek. A pool of her cum gathered on the lounger beneath her. Gary’s big ten-inch monster cock has recovered and grown back to full size..