I looked down at you and you dipped your fingers into the cum and tasted it. ‘That’s good, I could do with a lot more of that. Let’s have a show...er.’ We got off the bed, kissed and went into the bath room. I turned the handle of the shower and after a few moments the water came out at just the right temperature. Clearly you had set it earlier. You put on your shower cap, stepped into the shower and I crowded in after you. My backside touched the cold walls of the shower, the warm water poured. "I excused myself and took the phone. "Hello Martin, how are you doing? It is nice of you to call." I listened for a while and asked a few questions of my own. I made some requests for some information he could get for me and then hung up.When I sat back down Tom asked, "Was that any relation to Martin Siddeley, the president of the Bank of Toronto?" That was the man himself. He is coming down for a visit like you. Now, how is the filing for the patent going?" Ah... it is filed but you must. " I see." And if he felt what you were feeling." No. He was feeling Penny. I was feeling Cheryl." There's a difference?" Honey, if there wasn't a difference, there wouldn't be swingers."She thought about that, too. "That actually makes sense. You sure you're Mandy Kuczynski's brother?" Nope. I'm Cheryl Kuczynski's uncle." Works for me." She sighed. "Well, that's the bunkhouse. It was the last one on the list." Took us a while to get here. Maybe because you made such a long list." Well, we were. I also know that I’m not the only lesbian girl who sleeps naked with him so they can feel skin to skin contact as he spoons up behind them. I can’t even believe how much his penis grew in the two weeks he was away at a driving school this summer. It went from a Tootsie Roll to a bun length wiener. Now I have scoot down in his bed so that it doesn’t go in my butt when he gets hard in his sleep. Exit only, you know?”That had them laughing and then making all sorts of dick jokes that only women.