" "Hey," Charlie said sympathetically, "are you okay, Carol? You sound distraught. I know that talking over the phone is not great, so if you...want to talk about it, I can come over if you like." Carol thought back to the barbecue. Everyone was rushed due to the late notification, but Charlie, the coordinator, was a beacon of calm in a sea of madness. Charlie had been so kind and understanding. Maybe talking to Charlie would make her feel better. "That sounds good,. When she said that I turned over my shoulder and seen her thick chocolate nipples poked out at full attention. While over her shoulder I could see her pussy in the mirror in between her thighs as she was bent over handling her business with these anal beads in my ass. With a mixture of all of these smells sights and feelings I could feel my precumdrizzling out of my rock hard dick all 7 1/2 inches of it.While the beads were still about six inches in my ass I rolled over and said."Sit on my face. There was additional stuff about the responsibility of raising possibly special children and being aware that there may be risks from being in my life. Carol already knew all that, but there was no harm in reinforcing it. Vanessa's additional thoughts had included a few points about questions that Mom and Dad were unlikely to ask, but that it'd be wise to prepare for just in case, which I passed on to Carol.I was reasonably confident that Mom and Dad would agree, because they'd done so quite. “Come on now, kiss and make up!” I demanded, smacking Rochelle’s ass again. She squealed again and her friend dove forward, pressing her mouth to hers.“That’s better!” I commented, grabbing Rochelle’s hips and resuming thrusting into her. My thrusts seemed to get Rochelle into the mood and soon she was eagerly making out with her friend, who was rubbing her hands all over Rochelle’s tits.“What’s your name anyway?” I panted.“Jill.” She replied, pulling away from Rochelle for a.