I have x-ray eyes today: I can see their breasts under the t-shirts and blouses. I know how hard their nipples get when I will suck them. I can tell t...e natural blonds from the bottle-blonds. I can see the pubic mounds quiver in anticipation as they feel my hard prick dance between their legs. I find that I am standing in front of the theater where she dragged me last night: "Box Lunch" is still playing. I turn and see the novelty shop next door and go in.The books are not of interest. Nothing. It was a MacBook! Almost like the one at mom's, but a year or so older. "I know you've been bored a lot... I, well, you know how you young ones like your computers. I don't want you to feel like I can't give you what you want." He said, his head dropping.She leaned over to her dad and kissed him on the cheek. "I love it, dad. Thank you."————————————————————————————After a dinner of mashed potato and chicken nuggets, Tia went to her room. The one thing she preferred at her dad's was the room.. He caught this and told her in a husky tone, “This room is sound proof. They won’t even hear you when I make you scream my name.” To emphasis his point her ground his cock against her until she moaned out loud.They lay for a bit just kissing and caressing each other. Michael had her pinned so that all she could do was run her hands through his hair and across his shoulders and back. She raked him lightly with her nails when he did something that pleased her, which pleased him also. At long last. Parker put her arms around the backs of both of them and guided them to the buffet line. She looked up and saw James and Megan and smiled as she left the couple in line and walked over to them. “James? Is that you?” Mrs. Parker said sarcastically to him, “How did Megan manage to drag you down here?” James grinned and said, “I thought I’d come down here to see where Megan is spending all her time.” They talked and joked with each other for a couple of minutes until Megan changed the subject..