“It’s okay Dad, I know what you’re doing, but I’m not mad. It is because of me you haven’t gone on any dates for the past years. Usually it ...ould be Mom’s job to do this right?” Sam grabbed ahold of her father’s cock and began stroking it like he was a moment ago. “Sammy, you don’t have to… do… mmmm.” Sam stopped at this part of the story. “This is where it gets private Lia. I’m surprised I even told you this much. It’s the wine I think!” Both girls laughed. Lia responded, “Wow I guess I’m all. She replied: ‘Oh God, am I ready.’ I moved on top of her and slid the head of my organ up and down her slit a few times. Then I lined it up and began to press in. Her cherry was resisting me. My fingers had stretched it but not really broken it. Now it was being broken. Finally it gave way. She cried out. I asked her if she was OK. She replied that it had hurt a little but was better now. She said: ‘Keep going.’ I pushed in another inch and moved back and forth over that distance maybe a dozen. “Thanks.”“Are you okay? Would you rather that I drive?”“I’m okay.” They headed to her car and she set her bag in the trunk. Darren sat in the passenger seat and she started the motor. “Keep an eye out for someone following us,” she said.“Oh, I sure will. If he does -- head straight for the police station.”“Got it.” Marcia drove out of the condominium complex and onto the street that served it. “Tell me -- how did you end up married to a guy like Rob in the first place?”“Ten years ago ... I went. I didn’t know she worked here!”Out of sight, Brad didn’t know that Abby had stopped and peeked around the corner at him. She stared and stared, her heart pounding hard in her chest.Dan and Brad looked over their menus, deciding what to order. Brad knew what he wanted, he wanted to see more of Abby. “You can only eat burgers and fries for so long, besides, you should eat decently throughout the season,” Dan said, as he had decided what he would like to eat.Abby returned shortly to take their.