I’m just a girl with a problem. Well, now you’re the girl with the problem, but still, either way, I’m not crazy.’ ‘Okay, from where I stand... you sound crazy, alright?’ I said. I was getting tired of this. My pussy was still tingling, however, and my nipples were rock hard, so I didn’t manage any real heat to my words. Still, she needed to unlock me soon. I didn’t think she was going to rob me blind, but I didn’t want to take any chances. Buffy took one of my cigarettes out of the pack and lit. And so they both left the room. Then my wife Olivia said to me, Honey, you know itll be a while before theyre finished doing what they have to do. So why dont you go back to sleep for a bit. Okay? Okay dear, I said. And so I quickly drifted back off to sleep for a little bit. When my wife woke me up, I could smell the aroma of pancakes, bacon & eggs that were sizzling in the kitchen. Now all four of my kids know what my wife and I like for breakfast and how we like it. About five minutes after. I smiled back."We should get going," I said."I still need to fix my hair," she replied.My brow furrowed as I looked at her. I didn't see anything wrong with her hair. But what did I know? I was a guy."Okay," I said. "I'll wait here." Great. I shouldn't be more than a few minutes."Well, it turned out that Sharon's definition of 'a few minutes' differed rather significantly from mine. I stood for a while and then finally slumped into one of the chairs. I could hear a blow dryer in the other room.. I was praying it would last long enough. Rachel had regained her feet and walked over to the other side. In one motion she lifted her top off, exposing her bare breasts and then brought her hand down to support the table with her weight. My mind registered so many things at once. Rachel’s perfect breasts bouncing in time to both my own thrusts into Kim and Kim’s own bouncing globes. How the table now felt more solid and how close I was getting to my third orgasm of the afternoon.“Ron! Ron!.