I waited for them to turn around. "Come on, Danielle, we don't have all day." Mom was impatient."Turn around, you two."Mom shot back, "Now you're just... being stubborn. Either get dressed now or in front of your father when he gets home."I stood up and carefully stepped into the skirt, clasped the hook at the side and zipped up the little zipper. Mom pulled it up a little until it rested above my belly button. "Wear it here, dear," she said."That's one of my favorites," Sis said with a grim on. I broke our kiss suddenly, crying out sharply, bucking as my first orgasm hit me hard. “Ooh, how flattering,” Caty cooed. Jason pulled me down to him gently, kissing me deeply. He grasped my ass, still thrusting at our lazy tempo as I recuperated from my first orgasm. Next to us, I felt Caty getting off of Charles, but she returned to the bed on all fours. Charles got on his knees behind her and took her from behind, thrusting a bit faster than before. Jason whispered a suggestion into my ear. Then came her turn. I asked her whether she want to taste my banana. She asked “how it will be?”. I said “check yourself. Then I unzipped my pant and made her pull out my iron rod out of my Frenchie. She was astonished as well as shy to see such a big fleshy iron rod in her hand. It was all juicy. And I taught her how to taste it. She really liked the salty taste and sucked it like a cornato. That was amazing. She was like an angel to me at that time. In the mean time I was caressing her boobs.. "The difference between a Corporate VP swinging a bat and, say, Pudge Rodriguez, is that the VP will see the ball and take his hack, and that's the end of it; he missed. Pudge will look at what I threw and make an adjustment. Last spring in a B game I threw Pudge my two-seamer just twice. The first time he swung and missed. I came back with it, and he hit it 450 feet into the right field bleachers." This Pudge is a major-league ballplayer?"Evan nodded as he got in the car. "His name's Ivan.