As usual, at the highly inconvenient hour she finished work, (much the same time as everyone else!) the station was heaving with other commuters, all ...nxious to be home slumped moronically in front of the television to watch whatever puerile mid-Atlantic trash was on offer this evening. Angela, though, was not about to join the great unwashed in this pursuit of mindless triviality. She was on her way to the "Duke of Hamilton", the "Holly Bush" and last, but not least "The Flask" before flopping. Finally, our sons also fucked exchanging us and breaking one rule. I don’t know what amount of cum was stored in their balls but even after three rounds they still came on my face and Sarvani’s face like hell.We were drenched with cum. We licked as much as we can and washed out the remaining on our bodies in the bathroom. Sarvani and I had our own time in the bathroom while the boys relaxed. After everything was over we tied our towels and went out to tell boys one final time that not to tell. "A pool party would be wonderful. What time should we arrive? Can I bring anything? Who else will be there?" Come over any time after lunch. No need to bring anything. Just the three of us," she answered."Okay. That sounds like fun. We will be there around two," responded Patti. "We were just getting ready to have salad and lasagna. It is leftovers from yesterday. Would you like to join us?" That sounds wonderful. Thank you."Brenda sat and we enjoyed the sunset and our martinis, then went. She fingered my ass in a way I'd never experienced. I don't mean just penetrating - she slid her finger inside my ass until I felt her knuckles on my cheeks. She curled her fingertip back and forth, much like my doctor when he does a digital exam. I got hard immediately.While she anally indulged us both, I went after her cunt and ass at the same time. It was great to try to touch my fingertips together as I briefly occupied these teenaged orifices. I wondered if this was all we would do. To my.