“Rugar and the other men will probably head across the valley and up into the hills on the far side, past where the apple trees stand. There are a c...uple of nice sheltered hollows back there where the local herd of bison usually hold up for the winter. If you don’t want to tag along with Sygor and the younger hunters, you should at least go with those men. Rugar’s a good hunter and I think the two of you will get along.”“What about you?” Dunbar asked out of curiosity. “Where are you going. Let’s just consider it a pleasant, one-time experience for both of us, and let it go at that.”Mick then countered, “You seemed like you enjoyed it, and for a few moments you even had your lips on my bare cock. Let’s just sleep on it and see how you feel tomorrow. I know that from my perspective, that was a tremendous blow job, even though we had that condom getting in the way of real mouth-to-cock contact.”We then went to bed for the night and slept in a little on Tuesday morning. We met. Whatever wild fantasies her daughter's imagination might conjure up, Whitney had made a dinner date in a few hours and she had to get ready for it. Dropping the coffee cup into the dishwasher, she headed upstairs to shower and change.Fifteen minutes later, wrapped in a large white bathrobe, Whitney stepped out of the shower, her body still warm from the heat of the water against her skin. She stepped into her bedroom and sat down at the vanity.Whitney sat there for a few moments, looking at her. Our parents ended up meeting each other in part because we were double dating. Susan's mom called the school after Susan had told her that there would be plenty of chaperones for our senior prom. As it turned out, the school needed at least two more because of a couple of last minute cancellations. Susan's mom called mine and then the two of them they talked Tim and Fred's father's into volunteering with them to help chaperone our senior prom," continued my mom."Soon after the prom we started.