George's cock was in my mouth by now and he had managed to reach down to put his fingers in. We played like that until we both were about to cum. I cl...mbed up over his lap and eased down over his cock. George sucked on my tits while we fucked. He stopped, surprised, when he tasted my milk. "That's what they're for," I quipped and he went back for more.I looked over my shoulder when I heard a crinkling noise. Peter had freed the condom from Kara's grip. He tore the wrapper open while he pressed. I was amazed and delighted that Brad was playing along with such vigor in my verbal artifice, with remarks no less sexual in innuendo than they were related to flight, and equally on the money."See," he pointed to the monitor, "we actually have converging frontal systems, that will combine over North Dakota and inevitably result in precip. Moisture in fronts like these can build up only so far before having to release explosively."I smiled at the image of "precip" from his "frontal system," and. They gathered firewood and their food supplies to remain handy. The man of the family, a soon to be retired chemical engineer named Thomas, cared particularly about a cooler containing a dozen of near-frozen beers. He laid it down near his chair, which as always faced the water most directly. His wife, Pam, still attractive despite her 47-year old odometer, was simply happy to be with her family members – she paid little heed to any personal needs. The afternoon sun quickly disappeared. Thejudge was spending a lot of time reading everything over and was wastingeverybody?s time. Typical of this judge. While she sat and waited, hermind wandered back to last night and how Chad had told her that she wasbeautiful. Then she wondered once again if his love making had beencolder last night. He had honestly said she was beautiful? but was hecolder about making love? Was that possible? She really had to wonder.Logically, the bottom line for her was that she had gotten all.