Uh, nine. There’s the one at the appraiser’s.”“Friends’ one?” Janice flicked the cast at the poor penmanship on his wrist. “She wanna do... that before or after.”“After. She kinda followed me out of the store on a lunch break.” He sighed. “Eight? I think that’s about right.”“I’m counting three spent. There were twelve right?”“Yeah, remember, I may have tipped Liz--”Janice was red faced for how hard she was laughing. She pumped her fists into the air.“What?” Tamara snapped. Owen’s patience was also. I am driving my cock deep in her pussy like a madman. Closer, I feel my nut sac tighten. I want to make her scream again. I stop all movement, pressed tight against her ass. “ Now bitch, for the rest of the story,” I scream at her. I begin the final fucking, driving hard against her ass. I am thrusting full stroke, driving deep in and out of her cunt. She will be sore after this fucking I think to myself. Oblivious now, all I focus on is cumming. “ Oh God Denise..... so good,” I breathlessly. Nearly everyone was in a good mood but then I spied Frank and Jan eating with a group of passengers but I could see they were alone so I hit the table with all the enthusium I could muster after a full day and tried to make Frank happy.While the other passengers at the table gleefully and giggly answered my questions Frank remained stone cold to my attempts at humour and as Jan laughed he just frowned more until he just up and left in the middle of the conversation. Jan stayed and was getting. Dad and I waited ten minutes before we too decided to turn in. As I had more than half expected, Brenda had managed to take a wrong turn at the top of the stairs, and had wound up in my bedroom. I proceeded to make love with her one more time, then we both fell asleep. I woke up suddenly, at five thirty, and my mother was standing at the foot of the bed, watching Brenda sleeping in my arms. Though she was smiling, I saw tears running down her face."Go back to sleep, sweetie, I just came to make.