“Hi Daddy,” Shyan said as I walked in, “You remember Gretchen?”“Hi, Mr. Jones,” Gretchen greeted me.“Yes, I remember Gretchen,” I dire...cted to Shyan then looked at Gretchen and said, “Please call me Dan.”She giggled, “Yes Mr. Jon… I mean Dan.”Gretchen stayed around for dinner and announced shortly after that she should get heading back home. Shyan protested, “It’s storming, you should just stay the night.”Looking over at me, “Daddy, tell her she just needs to stay,” Shyan said.“Gretchen you are. It was a real turn on for both of us as we had, in the past; watched each other performing orally on a friend. One particular weekend, we hooked up with a couple of friends we hadn’t seen in a while and we went out on the town. Started with dinner then went bar hopping. With each bar we’d go to we’d either decide there really wasn’t much going on, wasn’t feeling the vibe or it was just too damn loud! Wait a second, I thought; have we gotten so old that loud music started turning us off? Nah! We. ’Saying that I put my arm around Barry’s shoulder, guiding him to stand right in front of Angela and said, ‘My friend, she is all yours. Enjoy her. She is a very special woman. A very sexy woman. You will be proud all your life that she initiated you to the world of sexual pleasures. Don’t feel shy and ask her to do whatever excites you and make sure you also give her what she seeks.’As I stopped speaking, Angela took up from where she had left off, she was purring softly, ‘Barry, I told you we. Laura pushed his hands off of his ass, feeling his cheeks close around the last inch of her solid cock as she fucked him, her hands moving to herself grip and play with his bubbly butt, squeezing, kneading, massaging and finally spanking the pale cheeks with a fervor.The loud slaps of her palm against the softness of his ass were accompanied by a shrill gasp on his part, his thickness rippling with each harsh spank as he bounced back against her. She couldn’t see for the darkness but she was.