I turned to look at her. I nodded. She got out and went inside. I didn’t drive off, not immediately. But then, after a few minutes, I did.I had to t...ink. She was my woman. It was unlikely that if I broke it off with her that I would ever find another. Yes, I had to think and decide, and it was going to be tough doing so. What I was not going to do was be rash in making my decision. Over the next days I would be acting much the same as usual except for the intimacy part. But we’d get along, talk. Greg and I would lick and take turns chugging on it. Neither of were going to deepthroat it but there was plenty of room for both of our mouths to cover it. As we were sucking on his log of a cock, I felt Greg take hold of mine. I was on a hair trigger but I knew it was our signal. So I took Dan’s monster with both hands and felt Greg pull away and get the lube. I started to scoot back and looked over at the ladies. They were watching very intently and looked really, really hot and bothered and. I reached over and placed my hands onto her butt. My eyes opened up widely. "Holy shit, your ass is softer than a cloud, Nadine," I moaned before I grasped her butt cheeks. 'She is a younger version of her mom, but yet, I just find her mom so much more attractive.' I squeezed those cheeks in the exact same place numerous times. "I love your ass, Nadine. It is soft and has the perfect texture too. It is making me want to cum, but I'm resisting. I don't want this final blow job to end." We. She groaned and shook at the seemingly new and unknown feeling and instinctively leaned across me, holding onto a shelf as she steadied herself, spreading her legs as far as she could.I licked and slurped at her juices, paying special attention to her small red cherry button, munching on it, biting it, clenching it between my teeth and pulling on it, harder and further than I should maybe, but she seemed to enjoy a little pain with her pleasure. "Oh goddd," she whispered breathlessly, "this is.