” His voice caught at that word. Anywhere. My eyes narrowed slightly – and I saw the only logical reason why he would claim to be a King-In-Waitin...g. For he spoke of his father being in the Dredge not with hope that his father was alive. No. He spoke with resignation that he was there at all.“Randver,” I said, seriously. “You know he’s alive. Which means you’ve seen him recently.”Randver let out a slow sigh. “Damn it all,” he rumbled under his breath. “Yes. Yes, Mr. Cog. I know where my father. Unbelievably, my once fucked cock stirred once again and began to rise to the occasion.While her tongue explored my oral cavity, my fingers were exploring her still juicy sex cavity. Her pussy walls seemingly were sucking my fingers into her well lubed hole and were making soft sucking sounds with each in and out motion.Her hands were running up and down my hips,seemingly tracing out patterns of delight. My hardened cock was an easy target for her primed hole. She easily sat upon its length. "How's it going?" he asked."OK," I replied. "Just taking a little housewarming present over to the Petersons,"Donna managed to muffle the gasp just before it came out, though she was less successful stopping the twitch. She hoped Ed didn't see it, but she was more concerned by what I had said. Now she knew the destination. But why was she naked and trussed up? What did I mean, a housewarming present?After my conversation with Ed was over, she felt the wagon jerk to a start again.It was a bit of. We pulled apart as we both we breathinghard. We lifted our glasses and Buck said, “To ourfirst whatever.” We both laughed and sipped someChampaignWe sat looking at each other without saying a word aswe inched closer and renewed out kissing and added somefeeling of each other with our hands. I was feeling hismuscular arms, neck, chest and legs as he moved hishands over my breast, face, hair, back, buttocks, andlegs. We both knew that each had the others approval toexplore our bodies..