After Bonnie had finished loading the washing machine for the third time, she went upstairs to make some brownies for desert that night and had just g...tten the ingredients together when the phone rang. David's mother had always baked everything from scratch, so naturally she had to learn how to do it too. "No boxed mixes for him!" she angrily thought. "Oh no, everything fresh from scratch!" Besides, things are cheaper when you cook from scratch," he'd told her once."Not always David. There are. " After that, she looked up,toward me. I ducked out of sight, but still did my best to listen in."There are still two more on the way."Two more? Who could the two more be, if I wasn't one of them? Great, I'ma third wheel before the other two even show up. Or is that fifth wheel?I always get those so confused.***I waited, and I waited, and I waited, and nothing happened. Well, atleast until Dad walked out of the house and answered his phone. Afterthat, he burst back into the house shouting. I was blown away by her request but so horny from the conversation and seeing her tits that I couldn't say no. I climbed back up on the edge of the hot tub and started stroking my cock. Whitney moved back into the water and crossed over in front of me. She was an incredible site and just the look she had was making me so horny that I knew it wouldn't take long to cum. I started moaning and screamed I'm cumming and she actually moved closer I started pumping out cum and the first spurt landed. ” “Probably.” He shrugged and then had the nerve to grab the maraschino cherry out of my drink. “Hey,” I protested just as he put it into his mouth. “That was mine.”“Oh, I’m sorry.” He feigned an innocent look. “Did you want it back?” he asked as he opened his mouth, exposing the half-chewed cherry. The sick bastard! I could have rolled my eyes and let it go, but I didn’t. Instead, I shocked us both by reaching in his mouth to grab it. Probably out of reflex, he shut his mouth and clamped his.