Just leave," I said. "Alessa, come on, we can work this—" "God damn it, Chayton, I said no! Now leave!" I screamed, pointing a rigid fin...ger toward the door. Thankfully, he said nothing else, turning away. He shouldered his duffel bag, and grabbed his suitcase. He paused when he opened the door, and I expressed my exasperation with a sigh. Not only because he was letting in chilly, December air, but because he felt like he had to keep talking. I wrapped my silk robe tighter around. Dipping my cock into one pussy and then the other. The girls begging me for more, each softly purring when I shagged them hard, the other one massaging the tits of the one shagged, or squeezing my balls, or rubbing my crack. I blinked in frustration. Yet again I managed to make my cock go limp on me. Why on earth was I thinking of anybody rubbing my crack? I’ve never had that done to me, never desired it so. It must have been the remnants of seeing my dad enjoy a finger up his arse, and frankly. . last time you just show up, and you end up in my bed and I can't keep my hands off of you, and somehow you think all that was just a two week stand, and that you might not be welcome any more?" Riley, can I please come see you?" Yes, Bob." Thank you." When will you be here?" she asked."I'm at the airport," said Bob. "But seeing as how I'm unemployed, I thought maybe you'd pick me up, instead of me renting a car." The Denver airport?" she asked."Um ... yeah," he said."Oh Bob," she sighed.. ”Mom put her arm around me and we went inside. The smells and the house reminded me of my teenage years, spending the entire summer, playing, fishing, tanning, and later on drinking and partying with the other kids whose parents owned the villas.It was a good time, not caring and not worrying about anything or anyone. I had had my first crush, my first sexual experience on the island and my first threesome, and that was what I was nervous about.“Is Mike around?” I asked my dad after dropping.