But for some reason, my mind kept floating back to Hailey. I wondered how it would feel for her to suck me, and as I looked down, I pictured her mouth...on my dick instead of chelseas. The result was that I came in about 10 seconds. We straightened up, and I left.A few days later I was at Chelsea’s sister, Jesse’s house again. Nobody else was there but Jesse, and she was napping while her baby girl slept. I was watching tv when in walked Hailey, wearing even less clothes today. She was in a pair. "Why didn't we get to see you girls in them?" You are a dirty old man Don. You shouldn't think about our daughter like that."Diane said, "Aren't men all the same! When we were in Florida last winter it was all I could do to keep Bob's eyes in his head."Bob turned to his wife and said, "I seem to remember that I wasn't the only one checking out the members of the opposite sex."Diane blushed and returned to her conversation with Marge and Anne.As the girls walked towards the pool house, they saw. "Oh, goody..." Yvonne remarked distractedly and started rubbing my gooey cock against her ass. "I can see."Whether it was butter or the enema or just effort and commitment, the insertion went more smoothly than I anticipated. Once the glans popped through her sphincter, Yvonne reached behind her awkwardly with both hands, grabbed my hips, and slowly began forcing herself onto my dick. That kind of thing isn't easy; Yvonne had to stop, dip butter, and lube up a couple of times, but she got me in. He replied a few minutes later saying he would be right over. A short time later a knock came at the private entrance to the loft. Babs checked the monitor to see it was Tim. She buzzed him in. Tim worked for about a half an hour debugging the search program that Babs had prepared. Tim pointed out the problem was a simple typo in the code. Babs acted overjoyed and hugged Tim. He got all flustered. Barbara then invited Tim to stay over for dinner. He accepted saying he hated eating Peanut Butter.